That place, that well-spring of violence and condescension, of fevers, earaches, scratches, bruises, tears, blood, and No, God Please Don’t Bring Any Juice, is, after all, not entirely evil. Erin is actually learning some things in the daycare environment that are not pounded into her by older kids or grown from the seeds sown by…
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Rez Stories: Christmas Wheels
One of the great recreational activities for kids on the Island, and on much of the Rez it seemed, was to ride ATVs. Four-wheelers and three-wheelers seemed to be everywhere. The kid down the road from me had a full-on Fat Cat motorcycle. I had a ten-speed. Someone else’s ten-speed. I think it was my…
An Entirely True Ghost Story
The hotel looks gothic, and then Southern Gothic, and then like a Catskills resort. It spins through incarnations of hotelier fantasies, and my back tires spin in the ditch. I resign myself to approaching an obviously haunted hotel because, as the wheel turns, there is nothing to the world beyond the short stretch of road…
