I stood in Fred Bone’s workroom. On the walls, all around, were photos of exposed body parts.

They are camping and isn’t it wonderful.

Five spinning wheels have spun well for an old man and his five sons in County Armagh.

Sometimes he wonders why he stays with her.

Chicken noodle soup in a lidless box…

When Derek said he was sure about wanting the divorce, Rachel asked for time alone to pack.

Today the boos rained down on him, weary old Atlas, as he adjusted his batter’s helmet, digging his cleats into the batter’s box, holding his bat aloft…

What had happened was this:

There was no cloud in the sky that day.

My parents are sick.

Do you have another joint?

I drive us through the railway tunnel and around a sharp green bend…

Laura’d been taking birth control pills behind her husband’s back…

Wife in the bathroom, gargling.

Then I remember:

The memory. Slices of ginger grow back onto the root.

When I was little, my uncle took it upon himself to teach me things.

I believe that he can be, like me, an impulsive romantic.

‘Friday I’m in Love’ is playing on the digital jukebox at the local dive.

“Mom’s gonna be mad if she sees you took that thing out,” Cal said.

I got up early and raced down to peek at my presents, even though in our house you had to wait till after lunch to open them.

Six years ago, I divorced my then-wife, frumpy thing that she was…