On sunny days they’d mostly work outside, tending the vegetables and flowers planted in the Victory garden that climbed up the backyard all the way to the old barn. Inside the...
Oh, are you ready? Is the mike on? Okay then, let’s go. For those of you listening to the radio broadcast, please note that I’m signing to my interpreter who’s in...
The Star welcomes submissions for its fiction or memoir, and nonfiction “Guestwords,” columns. They can be sent by e-mail to submissions@ehstar. com.
...
Henry Rendino was such a good-looking kid — warm skin that was almost the same color as his blondish hair and big green eyes . . . always loved green eyes. I’m not sure...
The Star welcomes submissions of essays for its “Guestwords” column, of between 700 and 1,200 words, and of short fiction, between 1,000 and 2,000 words.
Authors...
Carrie almost missed the train. Had she not been quite so arresting — dark brown eyes, dark brown hair setting off her classic features — the conductor might well...
As a boy, I ran everywhere I went. An errand, any passage from one place to another, was an exercise in speed and agility. A trip to the grocer or butcher was punctuated with bursts...
