Tag Archives: Jennifer L Freed

How To Take Hard Times (or Where Faith Comes From, and Why She Still Shops at Goodwill)

If the shirt is too old to wear, even around the house, take off all the buttons and turn it into dusting rags, or stuffing for a small girl’s toy, or cut patches you can use to mend the bed … Continue reading

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From a distance, as you walk your morning miles, you begin to watch the woman standing near the waves. Hours before the sunbathers will arrive, she is aiming her camera toward an unimpressive sandcastle. She is soft, and pale, and … Continue reading

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If you were that woman, sitting every Friday in the public library, one week working through the who and how and why of simple questions whispering from your tutor’s lips, the next week learning price and pay and sale and … Continue reading

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