"Now, in the winter of my life, I sit in my rocking chair on the porch, waiting for the sun to set on my life."


Two short stories are found between the covers of this thin volume. The first is a diaphanous tale that wafts lightly between dream and reality. As you read it, you’re never exactly sure which of the two realms you’re occupying.
 
It focuses on a man who has suffered a great tragedy. In his sorrow he has turned to drink to blunt his pain. He is lured from his unending grief by the promise of a new beginning. But are his savior and new surroundings fate or phantom? Is he really being given a chance at renewal or is he being pulled into something that may well be his complete undoing?
 
With language as descriptive as it is deceiving, this is a story that keeps you both interested and intrigued. It makes you want to know more and compels you to follow its mysterious path to journey’s end.
 
The second story is epic. It compresses the lifetime of a family into remembrances that haunt with universal insight. Set in years past when an individual’s future was often dictated by the circumstances of one’s birth, it examines the perspective of different family members to the life they live together, yet the thoughts they keep alone. This is a tale of times and traditions past. Yet it leaves lasting lessons for the present. Using admirable restraint, the author, Laurene, shows herself to be both a keen observer of the ties that bind, and a masterful chronicler of them.
 
Yes, this, her first book of short stories, is a thin volume. But it is enormously thick with atmosphere, emotion, and eloquent writing. We should all hope there is more to come.

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