Julie D. George - digivonae.com

PART 1 Six months after Arthur passed away from sudden heart failure, I finally forced myself to walk...

PART 1 When my grandmother died, my family turned her living room into a sorting station before the...

PART 1 The dining room in my in-laws’ home had seated four generations of Ellisons, and every Sunday...

PART 1 That morning started with black coffee and a small stack of mail on the laminate counter....

PART 1 “Pack your things. You have ten minutes.” My father didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t have...

PART 1 Back in December, right after the college semester wrapped up, I took a four-day trip down...

PART 1 The courtroom in May of 2009 smelled like floor wax and old paper. I sat on...

PART 1 The smell of pot roast always hung in Mom’s dining room on Sundays, even two months...

PART 1 The rehearsal dinner was at a private room in a steakhouse in downtown Columbus. There were...

PART 1 The banquet room at the club in Charlotte was full of warm bread smell and cheap...