The Tricycle
Keri Horon2022-12-31T17:40:40-08:00The fog was pillowy and the air chilly when I dropped my son off at school. His Adaptive P.E. teacher must have seen my car pull up to the red curb and was heading toward [...]
Finding Aida
Keri Horon2022-12-31T17:36:02-08:00This would be a great neighborhood for bike riding, I speculated as the clonking windshield wipers ticked like a metronome on the glass. The car, at a 12 mile per hour crawl, took us around [...]