It’s all about women. It’s all about you.
By Ferida Wolff
Okay, okay, I am finally on facebook. I was not inclined to join, but I was shamed into it by my two-year-old grandson. No, he has not been allowed to sign up quite yet. He can’t work the keypad properly, though he does pretend to. Here is how it happened. This tiny kid, who until [...]
By Ferida Wolff
The phone rang at 3:20 am. I was jarred out of sleep, gasping at the insistent, harsh ring. “Easy,” my husband said from his side of the bed. But my heart was already thumping wildly. It is a rare call that brings good news at three o’clock in the morning. My mind immediately went into [...]
