“Becky was a weed. Nobody ever wanted them taking over the bigger, prettier plants. People went to all extremes to make them go away. They sprayed poison, pulled until the roots gave way. They felt only like their garden was… — Ruth McLeod-Kearns Copy Share Image
“In the beginning we start with roses. The king’s flower right? Only they wilt in less than a day, especially when exposed to the… — Ruth McLeod-Kearns Copy Share Image
“Becky was a weed. Nobody ever wanted them taking over the bigger, prettier plants. People went to all extremes to make them go away. … — Ruth McLeod-Kearns Copy Share Image
“The morning was brisk and the coffee was hot and roasted with little gurgles in the room. Rosie hadn’t moved, but she let out… — Ruth McLeod-Kearns Copy Share Image
“Without direction, the respiratory technician goes to the head of the bed. She takes the tubing, attaches it to the oxygen, and turns it… — Ruth McLeod-Kearns Copy Share Image
