Blueprints

by Richard Jordan

Originally published on February 1, 2004

Blueprints All my older siblings’ names are rusting on signs at intersections. In his eighties, while out erecting half the town of Walpole, Gramps still found time for chasing after Bubbles, a floozy nine years younger than my mother. I asked him once where Richard Circle was. He claimed that Grandma’s nursing home expenses had [...]