Roadside Markers
A fourth-grade friend and I sometimes defied our mothers’ orders to keep close, roller-skating from our suburban enclave to purchase candy at the strip mall a few miles away. Departing the safety of the sidewalk with our rhythmic scratch-scratch on cement, we dared to navigate the unbounded territory of asphalt, but always returned to her cul-de-sac where we’d choreograph disco moves until sundown. She’s the one who warned me about the woods. [Click to read more...]