Author: christrelstad

“Audrey, you need to come home.” “Amy? It’s three in the morning.” Audrey sat up in bed and turned her lamp on. Still in a fog she sat there a moment listening to her younger sister’s heavy breathing on the other end of the line. “Are you still there?” “Yeah, I’m here. What happened?”            … Continue reading The Women of Norton

Sexy at fifty-five is feeling your soul come back to life. It’s sexy when I feel the force inside of me starting to stir. I am not sure, but I think I might have certain things figured out. Of course, no one ever has all the answers. It is just nice to have a bit… Continue reading Sexy at Fifty-five

It was her time; time alone. Time to listen to the music and dance. She put on her apron and pulled out her ironing board. The toilets were scrubbed. Dishes stacked. Floor vacuumed. She poured herself a whiskey with a glint of guilt. It was, after all two in the afternoon. Mother was honest to… Continue reading Mother Drank Her Whiskey at Two in The Afternoon

My neighbors to the south of me are faithful to making it to the Catholic Church almost every Sunday. My Lutheran neighbors to the north aren’t even Chreasters, people who only attend on Christmas and Easter. They only attend for marrying and burying. I attended the Church of Nancy. Nancy is, in my opinion, the… Continue reading The Church of Nancy

Saturday’s Musings on Two Pages Party in my Dorm Room: Many of you already know I am a bonified college student. I survived my first week with four courses and a shit-ton of homework. I struggled for finding the time to write. At one time, I wrote every day, until last Monday. The hope is… Continue reading Saturday’s Musings: Party in my Dorm Room

Their home was dark, except for the out reaching glow from the large stone hearth on the south side of the wall. Near the large flames sat a table for two. If four were dining a drop leaf would pull up on the one side and the good tablecloth would hide the seam. A bench… Continue reading Oak

I recently returned home from a weekend get-away on the shores of Lake Superior in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. My parents had rented a few cabins and invited my sister and her husband as well. My daughter had been able to join us from college and that had made the trip all the more… Continue reading One Electric Night in October