Lisa Peterson

Dennis and Amy headed south towards the Chicago River. The sidewalks had cleared with most already at work. As they crossed the bridge over the muddied river, Dennis stopped and rested his elbows on the railing. Amy did the same. They faced east, towards the lake. She closed her eyes into the sun as it [...]

“Little bitty tear let me down, spoiled my act as a clown, I had it made up not to make a frown. Oh, but a little bitty tear let me down.” He mumbled and then started humming the song, lightly in and out of notes as he stared straight ahead looking through the train car [...]