My Family Chose My Sister’s Baby Shower Over My Wedding and the Next Morning They Wouldn’t Stop Calling Me

major children’s book publisher had seen my work at the Caldwell opening and offered a multi-book illustration contract. The first book was about a girl who planted a wildflower garden in a field where nothing was supposed to grow.

Harold came for Sunday dinner every week. He drove over from New Haven in his old Volvo, brought a bottle of wine that continue reading …