STACY LABELLA
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I am presently, and have been for the last 17 years, a high school English teacher. I am also the single mother of an absolutely fabulous daughter of almost 18 years. Books, writing and travel are my utmost passions; food and wine, too!
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Cracked Crabs
It's summer of 1983, and I'm seven-years-old. I sit adjacent to my mother in the front seat of our orange Gremlin. I crank the window down, and my hand becomes an airplane that flies through the already warm and sticky air. It's going to be another "scorcha", as my grandpa likes to say. It's only eight-thirty in the morning, but I'm already bouncing enthusiastically in my seat.
By STACY LABELLA4 years ago in Families
The Green
Chapter One – Revelation There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. There weren’t always fairies. There definitely weren’t unicorns, even though my mother had always wished for them. And there also were no wizards, even though I had always wished there were. Although, in truth, it wasn’t that they were not, it was that they were not yet perceived, by us, because we did not yet know that we were of The Green.
By STACY LABELLA4 years ago in Fiction
