by TNSF | May 20, 2020 | Stories, Vol. 3, Issue 13
A folktale for back porches and slow nights; a tale for my Granddaddy. Cressie’s mama gave birth to her on the pew of the church. She lay back, split herself open for her child, then handed Cressie Girl to Big Ma before she passed on. It was a good thing...
