Emmy R Bennett

Cabin in the Woods        “When was the last time we took a trip to Mt. Rainier?” Dad asks.       I’m sure it’s a distraction from what’s really going on. Aunt Fran has her arm folded across her chest, looking out the window, ignoring his question.       He looks …

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“No, no, no, there must be some mistake,” my mother cries. Tears stream down her pale cheeks. Her bedroom door is open, and I can see she’s talking to someone on the cell. “But he was not on that flight; he told me a few hours ago it was delayed. You must have incorrect information,” …

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  I used to think that my life as a child growing up was providential. Looking back, now I am not so sure. According to my parents, I was born in the bayous of Louisiana. A diversion to hide the truth, I suppose. Mother never shared much about her parent’s and the past, only that …

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  The phone rings and I hear mom’s voice, say, “Hello?” There’s a pause, and her tone deepens, “Maura, what can I do for you?”   I know immediately she is talking to her. Grabbing the phone receiver next to my bed I concentrate on peeling it off the dial without making a sound. Now …

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