The Changing of the Garments

I helped my mother change her closets last month. It’s an odd expression when you think about it. When we were finished, nothing about the closets was really changed. They still held slacks, shoes and...

Road Trip

SHE SAID Larry and I went to Newport, Rhode Island, to see my son, Chris Hill, graduate from Officer Development School in the U.S. Navy. Here is the rest of the story. On our short road trip to...

The Wish

(Author’s note: The Wish was published in its longer form in the 2010-2011 Averett Journal. The author shares this condensation with Evince readers in celebration of Mother’s Day.) Have you ever noticed...

My Mother Taught Me to Worry

Every once in a while, after  having evinced a worrying nature to one of my friends, I always follow up by saying, “My mother always taught me to worry and I took her to heart!” Here are a few...

The Magician

Long ago there was nothing but Moon and her old father, Sea. There was no land yet, just the ebb and flow of tides, and Moon lived below the water, not above. She was young, beautiful, and lonely. When Night...

This Does Not Compute

“Wait. Let me understand this. You’re going to put me on a monthly support plan so I can pay you all year to find out what doesn’t work tonight,” I asked with righteous indignation. “That’s correct...