by Stephanie | Sep 1, 2017 | 44 Cherry Street, My Book, Newsletter
Lorraine fluffed the embroidered velvet cushions on the sofa in her apartment at 44 Cherry Street and looked out the front window at Europa and Mountain Nest. “The more things change, the more they remain the same,” she thought. Europa hadn’t changed at all,...
by Stephanie | Aug 25, 2017 | 44 Cherry Street, My Book, Newsletter
I think it’s time to take a break from my ramblings about Black Mt. developers and my dysfunctional childhood. I bore even myself at this point. So I will return to the amazing story of 44 Cherry Street, a building on Cherry Street that lives only in my...
by Stephanie | May 27, 2016 | 44 Cherry Street, My Book
Even before he had washed the windows of The Artisan, Salty was a huge fan of the grocery/restaurant. He stopped by there almost daily and got breakfast or lunch or some food to take home. He enjoyed their comfortable patio with its metal tables and chairs and...
by Stephanie | May 13, 2016 | 44 Cherry Street, My Book
The euphoria Lorraine had felt when she returned from her trip to Puerto Rico had faded. She thought she’d hear from the sexy Cuban doctor she had met, even though they had agreed not to keep in touch when they parted. He obviously wasn’t thinking about her even...
by Stephanie | Apr 22, 2016 | 44 Cherry Street, My Book
Lorraine had been back from her whirlwind vacation in Puerto Rico for a week, but had still not unpacked her bags. Her trip had been wonderful and postponing unpacking seemed a way to hold the memories close. She had had the good fortune to meet a single doctor on the...
by Stephanie | Apr 15, 2016 | 44 Cherry Street, My Book
Furd and Letitia picked their way carefully back to their compound. They had to watch where they stepped because they had planted some landlines from the Army-Navy store on the path towards the house. Some of these were active and some were probably dead, because they...
