Lucinda J Kinsinger

Mom

The Hut

The old van has been parked up in our woods for years. This spring, when I was feeling hemmed in by too many people, too many events, and no time to write, Mom came up with the brainy idea of making me a writing cabin. She and Dad tore out the seats and the carpet,

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Forgotten

When Dad and Mom and I left Wisconsin late Friday night, the minivan was well-fortified with books and audio books, with snacks and blankets and pillows and computers. We carried enough comfort and entertainment supplies between us to last two months instead of two days. Dad took out a couple seats from the back of

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