A door slam later, Hannah stood in the rain, her back to Isabel's house.   The rain felt heavier than it was, large plump droplets bouncing off the ground. They cooled her hot cheeks and dappled ...  [+]

I don't want to boast, but I've just pulled off a real masterpiece. At the age of seventy-five, I have become the unrivaled outrageous old lady of Moussy-lès-Limas. I live in this peaceful little ...  [+]

Aunt Mila was the one collecting the eggs every morning but the chore is now mine. We have an extra daily egg since she has flown off and Grandma uses them to bake a cake every other day. Grandpa ...  [+]