I wanted to wring my over-zealous doctor’s neck! Instead of two cute (at least I thought they were cute!) twin freckles just above my right knee, I was now the proud owner of an ugly, raised, reddish-purple scar sitting next to one lonely freckle. And no skirt I owned would cover it up. But it …
The Clerk and the Loud Customer
Our post office was crowded that day. I stood at the end of a long line of quietly waiting customers. But up near the front, one person was not so quiet. The homeless-looking elderly man with most of his teeth missing, was talking up a storm with whoever would listen. He seemed to be focused …