Author name: Vanessa

I canvased my neighborhood and no one had seen my cat out and about. At my wit’s end, I finally […]

The following day I went to my parents house and cleaned up the mess I had made in the attic.

I carefully approached the suitcase. Despite the urgency I felt, if this suitcase had somehow connected me to my grandmother’s

When I got home, I carefully extracted the second yellow bowl from my mother’s box of giveaways. Then, holding my

The attic was in shambles. I had torn open every box, strewn packing paper and bubble wrap every which way.

I arrived at my parent’s house bright and early the next morning. My father looked astonished when he came to

I was exhausted from being in the hot attic rooting through my parent’s things, as well as my tumble down

I walked slowly down the hallway with the yellow bowl in my hands in front of me. I called out

My eyes began to flutter and I could see the attic stairs ascending to the great dark threshold above me.