Shelly Reuben 's Stories

This little story is about endings and beginnings. It introduces two characters and a gate. Even though there are no ..

Indulge me, please, as I time-travel into my past, holding in my mind an image of someone whom you may ..

As we inch toward the end of summer, apples are waving frantically from the wings, trying to get our attention ..

I am stealing research from one of my own books to describe what is in store for us this weekend, ..

I was watching a movie the other day about a reunion of World War II veterans. Midway through the film, ..

Before my neighbor went away on vacation, she marched me across the street to her garden and pointed out two ..

We were all together at a family gathering in Chicago: uncles, aunts, nieces, nephews, my mother, my Aunt Libby, and ..

If you are lucky enough to have a front porch where you can plop down on a chair after a ..

I have always admired men. When in my teens, I was attracted to – we’re talking classic movie stars from the ..

It is beyond my comprehension how, after many years of marriage, vast reservoirs of personal memories can gush forth when ..

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