
My mother is dying.
I say these words to myself as I peel then halve the onions for my extremely simple version of a guk soup. My husband, who is white, wants to celebrate my Korean ancestry today, even though …
My mother is dying.
I say these words to myself as I peel then halve the onions for my extremely simple version of a guk soup. My husband, who is white, wants to celebrate my Korean ancestry today, even though …
Turning off the stove, Jan took the large pot by the metal handles quickly, nearly dropping it when her hands realized they’d forgotten their oven mitts. Breathing out slowly through her teeth, she ran cold water over her hands until …
For the past hour, the kitchen had been expelling hot and spicy smells. Alex sneaked inside to investigate, but Eleanor noticed and pushed him out. “It’s a surprise,” she said.
It was something healthy, he’d wager. His wife had …
Clock. Timer. Sixty minutes. Start.
I think the recommended amount of time is fifteen minutes, but I’ve always been an overachiever. Maybe that’s part of the problem.
Half a minute. Maybe it’s not fifteen minutes either. That’s still such a …
“Are you sure you don’t want any wine? David bought it from Paris, you know.”
“Oh what the hell! One glass won’t hurt.”
“Mom….,” protests Bella.
“Don’t want to be rude, sweetie.”
Bella’s heart sinks. She watches helplessly as Mrs …
That’s it. I’ve had enough.
‘I’m gonna walk,’ I said, and got out.
The slam of the car door scared three crows behind a hedgerow, sending them flapping up and away. Sorry guys. This isn’t about you.
‘Is walking a …
“Good morning, Baltimore Office of Tourism and Promotion – may I help you?”
“I have a question.”
“And that is?”
“All those ‘Believe’ signs around the city … I see them everywhere – schools, sides of buildings, on billboards …”…
Ranger 229 stepped out of his aircraft and onto the squishy, purple surface of the unknown planet. He stood motionless for a few moments, surveying the lifeless landscape. Softly moving in quiet waves, undulating ground stretched as far as he …
Dialogue is dead. Good conversations are hard to come by. My girl Tina gave it pretty good, but sometimes you just gotta get it from somewhere else, you know? Sometimes you want it raw and dirty and from the lips …
The Deadhorse Hotel is little more than a 1970s trailer park surrounded by Alaskan permafrost and gas companies hellbent on drilling through it. There’s only one road into town, the Dalton Highway, a 400-mile stretch of the most dangerous pavement …