“Give me a match, Charles, please,” Ma said. She lighted the taper tip of the button lamp. A tiny flame flickered and grew stronger. It burned steadily, melting the axle grease and drawing it up through the cloth into itself, keeping itself alight by burning. The little flame was like the flame of a […]
Author Archives: Gigi
‘He who labors, prays. What worship, for example, is there not in mere washing.” — CARLYLE “It’s broken. There’s no way to use it tonight. I’ll have to order some parts.” My husband’s words were muffled, coming from the direction of the open drum of our well-worn washing machine. This announcement of […]