The Good Prospector

“The living room,” said Yuki, proud, but in his very human and contemplative manner, smiling passively. Evelyn clapped across the pristine granite floors in her little sandals. “Look, Dad, look at this! Look!” she screamed. She had found a paint brush on the coffee table amid newspaper. “Yes,” said Yuki as a young woman, his [...]

In the Broken Rock

“Move them the other way!” Jackie cried out. “Not that way, they'll fall on top of you.” The rocks they had placed outside their grandfather's workshop, piled up in his shelves, they now were removing, though not all. The two children had petitioned Aunty Jackie to keep. as though tools, some rocks that pleased them [...]