When the sliding glass doors open at Target, I stride in. I get what I need. I check out and leave, fighting the feeling that always sneaks in the door with me. Target has everything I need except my daughters. Some…
Into the Woods
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At the back of our yard grows a great thorny hedge, as dense as the thicket that grew up around Sleeping Beauty’s castle those hundred years she slept. In the winter and early spring, when the branches are bare, you…