Gail G. Taylor - SKYVANTARA

PART 1 I set six places for Sunday dinner because my sons said they were bringing the grandchildren....

PART 1 Arthur started waking before dawn three months ago, though he had been retired from the county...

PART 1 The envelope arrived on a Tuesday, thick and cream-colored with gold lettering that my daughter, Julia,...

PART 1 I was ten years old when my mother married a man she called a gentleman, had...

PART 1 I came home after a fourteen-hour NICU shift expecting nothing more than a shower, but found...

PART 1 The hotel ballroom smelled of expensive cologne, damp wool from the autumn rain outside, and the...

PART 1 The papers were sitting on my kitchen counter when I got home from the grocery store....

PART 1 When Perry and I married two years ago, I thought I had finally found the quiet,...

PART 1 The envelope arrived on a Tuesday afternoon while Arthur was still at the hardware store. It...

PART 1 In 1994 I was twenty-two years old and working my first year in the NICU at...