Scrabble – Katherine Wansink Writes

Jane

A whiff of cigarette smoke floated into my bedroom window. Not just any cigarette smoke, the smell of this smoke takes me back to a shipshape house across the road from a church. Jane is there sitting in her chair, rolling cigarettes. She blends two tobaccos and pinches a bit to add to the paperContinue reading “Jane”

The Day We Saved the Church

Jane and I had played two games of Scrabble. We had won one game each and so had to play a decider. We sipped our Limoncello and played on. Jane won the third as expected and on finding that it was almost eleven o’clock we decided to head for bed. About ten minutes later aContinue reading “The Day We Saved the Church”