I prayed a lot. I prayed to God, I prayed to Jesus, I prayed to the Holy Ghost, asking him to intervene because the other two weren’t speaking to me.
Category: Women’s fiction
Silver Bottle, ‘This Will Never Stop” Chapter, Episode 28
I accepted Jesus Christ as my personal savior thirteen times before your grandmother put a stop to my altar runs.
Silver Bottle, chap. “This Will Never Stop”, Episode 27
The women wouldn’t let it die. For every unanswered question, they made up answer of their own, filling a stew pot fired by their tongues.
This Will Never Stop, from the novel, Silver Bottle, Episode 26
I want forgiveness, and if we were standing face to face, I wouldn’t have the nerve to ask for it. Maybe I was such a bad mother that I’ve no rights left.
“This Will Never Stop” from Silver Bottle, Episode 25
I wanted to cuddle the doll, but her eyes were now open and glittering with malice.
“This Will Never Stop”, Episode 24 from the novel, Silver Bottle
Such a lot of motion in a two-syllable word. A shyly sensual sound at a time when sex wasn’t talked about, except by married women on porches in the summer twilight, or wildly exaggerated by teenage girls.
“This Will Never Stop”, Episode 23 of the novel, Silver Bottle
She watches you. The blue of her eyes is no longer guileless; there are barriers inside this woman as high as mountains and, like the ocean, deeper than you think. Breathe easy. One hint of judgement and you’ve lost her.
Silver Bottle, Episode 22
I can’t bury my mother, so I’ll leave that silver bottle right where it is.
Silver Bottle, Episode 21
“Do you want a divorce?”
“No, I want to move.”
Silver Bottle, Episode 20
I remember sitting in the judge’s chambers, swinging my feet from an oversized leather chair and wishing I could find a way home again.
