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Clare is married to the town preacher. In church he is a lightning rod for the Lord. Channels His good words to sponges in suits and dresses. At home, she thinks, he is a petulant asshole. Frustrated by …
It’s summer, yet he wears an all-season tan suit with a dress shirt and tie—shooting his cuffs as he speaks, just like the way I do. He is younger than me, but not by much. A mellow speaking voice and …
The sun, peeking over the heath, illuminates the bedroom where Denis lingers in the sweet interlude between the bliss of slumber and the harsh reality of day. He’d been dreaming of Maggie again: her alabaster skin, her indigo eyes, her …
I recognized Erica’s adorable hazel eyes though she wore a mask. I saw when she found the bronze house keys in the rose pot, curled the doorknob, and tip-toed into Monica’s house.
She grabbed Monica from behind in the kitchen, …
“It’s just a little something to help.” Mrs. Hamilton smiled. “So you don’t have to worry about dinner with the chemo and everything.”
The foil tray felt heavy in Cara’s trembling hands. She clutched it so Mrs. Hamilton wouldn’t see …
“Intake, room four.”
Joy looks up, palming the bottle of sleeping pills. “Another one?” she asks.
“Yep. Five-year-old, found wandering along Drummer Street.”
“Thanks, Audrey,” Joy says. She thinks, for possibly the thousandth time this week, there’s a special hell …
The problem with the surprise parties had started with their father’s 76th birthday when their stepmother Fran had not been able to keep the secret, and their father had not been able to keep the secret that she’d not …
I left the house as soon as the rain cleared. St Ives harbour was empty. As far as my creaky body would allow, I rushed to be there before anyone else had a chance to respond to the change of …
Easier than lugging our flesh around or the inconvenience of bones. Besides, this way I can know once and for all that you love what’s inside of me, the way you always say.
I get to the diner before you …
My brother discovers a torn kite in our courtyard today. It must have flown in from somewhere during the kite-flying event last evening. He gets a roll of cello tape to repair the tear. This makes the kite heavier on …