Verna Wilder: “The Girl Who Came Back”
Verna Wilder. Excerpted from the story “The Girl Who Came Back”
I’d known from the time I was six that someday I was going to hightail it out of that piss-poor excuse of a family, and I was never coming back, even if my daddy got down on his overall-covered knees and begged, I’d be gone, dancing on a stage in Cincinnati, fishing a stream in Colorado, walking up a steep San Francisco hill in high-heeled shoes and a red dress, so full of myself that people couldn’t bear to look me in the face for fear they’d give up their puny-assed jobs and follow me wherever I led them.
Verna is a writer who knows how to have fun. She wields words like an Italian pasta chef spins and tosses noodles. I had the pleasure of being in her writing group in Boulder Colorado for a time. It was SO energizing and fun. It was Verna’s buzzing creativity and laughter that could transform your day into a dusty memory. Lovely and gifted.