Ellie May 6th It was nights like this Ellie loved most. Everyone huddled together, all snug in their cozy living room.

Greer May 6th I rounded the corner on Michelle Drive and slowed SammyDean to a crawl. You’d think with a nickname like that, my car would be the Supernatural 1967 Chevy Impala. Alas, the military doesn’t pay me enough to afford that glorious automotive genius on my best day. So, I drive around in a ...

Greer May Comes with a PCS Surprise May 5th Nothing beats a surprise. I smiled as I pulled up to temporary lodging at Maxwell Gunter Air Force Base. My new duty station was just outside Montgomery, Alabama, and I could’ve burst with happiness and excitement. I was so damn giddy. How I got the top ...

Ellie The Search Begins The glow from my laptop illuminated my office as I sipped from a glass of elderberry mead and scrolled through my newsfeed in the dark. With my hand on the mouse and stemware cradled to my chest, I hovered over Facebook’s search field and clicked. The cursor blinked at me and ...

Tuesday, April 15thEmail from Mom From: Ellie KavanaughTo: Greer KavanaughSubject: Plotting husbands and daughters should beware! Dearest Daughter, I have a bone to pick with you. Imagine me tapping my foot with crossed arms because that is what I’m doing in my head right now. It seems you and your father have been talking, discussing… ...

Greer December – A Week before Christmas My flight arrives at the Atlanta International Airport on a Monday and true to form, my mother makes it in time to greet me at the gate. As I approach, I can see a huge neon green sign through the partition. She always makes sure her signs have ...

What do you get when you mix my mother with booze, books, and a new city? Well, I wasn’t too sure of the combination when she first told me about it, but I had my reservations. My mother, Ellie Kavanaugh, is a force to be reckoned with! I’m Greer, her only daughter. I’ve been adulting ...

Dear Ghost-Of-A-Murder-Victim-That-Hangs-Out-Over-My-Bed, I do hope this letter finds you well as I recognize this my first attempt at correspondence after our last encounter. I hope you did not interpret me as being too rude – I did not mean to roll my eyes at your horrific visage and rollover under my covers. The uttered sigh, ...