Angel and I went out for dinner last night at the Chinese restaurant in town. He laughed at me when I told him it’d be the best Chinese food that he’d ever eat. “In Brownwood? I am not too sure about that?” He laughed. Maybe he was right, but it was certainly the best–and only–Chinese…

Angel and I had our first date on Friday night. I’ve never been on a date before–so I don’t have anything to compare it to–but it was perfect and the closest I’d ever come to feeling like I was living in a romantic movie. I remember the feeling of watching movies and music videos of…

I hadn’t been coming in early to the office and had been working through my lunch break for a few weeks now. But Angel came into the office at lunch today and asked me to join him and a few of the others outside, under the pecan tree. “Come on, it’s a beautiful day, and…

I thought it was only going to be Thanksgiving dinner. I just didn’t want to go home. That was all. Let me go back and start from the beginning. I called Momma on Monday, and she said she was going to be working all night on Wednesday, which means that she’d be sleeping all day…

I woke up feeling sullen on Sunday. The weather is changing, and seasons are coming and going, even without my sweet Baby. Saturday had come and gone, and I realized when I woke up on Sunday morning that I’d gone an entire day without thinking about her. The passing of time makes it harder to remember…

There was some sort of accident at Texas A&M yesterday. A bonfire collapse. It’s been all over the news. In Texas, we have bonfires during Homecoming week. Everyone brings scrap lumber, trees, telephone polls, old wooden pallets–just about anything that’s wood adjacent that would burn–to someone’s field where the football players’ and cheerleaders’ parents pile…

The colder weather is creeping in, and I can feel it settling in the air. Skies are greying, and the sun comes up later and sets sooner. It’s almost dark now, by the time I leave for work at 5:00 p.m. I don’t mind it, though. I love the darker evenings. I’ve been going home here…

Amber, Robin, and I went to the bar. I wasn’t going to go — I still had work today, and I knew that it would make for a rough Friday — but Robin’s boyfriend broke up with her, and she was feeling down about it. So, we piled into Amber’s pickup and headed over to…

Angel noticed the other day that my mood was darkening. My mask was slipping. I needed to go home and be sad by myself.  “Is something wrong? You seem far away.”  “No, it’s just that listening to you talk about books reminds me of what I missed. What I’ve never had.”  “Don’t say that. There’s…

Angel stops by the office now with all the other hands to eat his lunch. He stays for half an hour to chat and “cool down.”  He and the other hands usually mostly do all of the talking. They talk about the dairy and which heifers were especially ornery that morning. What needs to be…