Kate Stout
Bio
Critical care nurse for 42 years along with freelance clinical editor for medical publishing company.
Stories (3/0)
An Unexpected Outcome
I think about my mother a lot. This surprises me because I wasn’t close to my mother. We didn’t fight or anything, I was not abused. She was not an alcoholic or drug addict. Disinterested would be the word, I guess. She did not seem to care what I (or my three sisters) were doing as we grew up. She worked as a waitress, so she was gone a lot and got home late at night. I spent many a late night out with my friends and had parties at home. I am actually not sure if she ever knew what was going on or not. Maybe she did, but did not care?
By Kate Stout3 years ago in Families
Wine and Pretzels
Boy, I really hate this job, Queenie thought, just as Rudy walked through the door of the ice cream shop. She watched him smile and talk to nearly everyone he passed as he made his way to the counter. Queenie knew Rudy from one of her college classes. He was always with a crowd of other students who seemed to worship him. Yes, he was cute---but what was the big deal really? She stared at him as he made his way to the counter.
By Kate Stout3 years ago in Humans