
Edith knows the bears by sight. She has named them all, and knows which was her husband, based on his lumbering gait and the scar stretching along his back from his time in the service. “He always had a bad …
Edith knows the bears by sight. She has named them all, and knows which was her husband, based on his lumbering gait and the scar stretching along his back from his time in the service. “He always had a bad …
She is old, but not that old. She would like you to know that about her. She had dreams once, as you likely do. Fame. Fortune. Independence. It sounds silly; cliche, even. But perhaps you have those dreams too. If …
Tsukiko sat on a tranquil, grassy hill, between a palm tree and a cypress, and scanned the clear, Californian night sky. The stars of Orion, winking in the sky, hung above her. She knew that her father could see the …
Secret Club Pink. That’s the color of my mother’s lipstick. I watch her apply it carefully in the sun visor mirror as I sit behind her in the car. She takes a tissue and puts it between her lips, leaving …
Provincetown, Massachusetts was a manic-depressive place to grow up. Summers were ecstatic. Swaths of vacationers crowded the beaches. For ninety days, every rental property up and down the Cape was full. With this seasonal influx, P-Town was transformed from a …
It was raining the day Lydia Braithwaite first saw the wedding dress. Displayed on a headless mannequin in the window of her local charity shop, it seemed out of place amongst the used floral tea set, children’s toys and the …
“I think it’s him, I really do. Look at his hat,” Annie says.
Luke stares at the man, who is sitting on a beach chair under a blue umbrella, reading a book. The Tar Heels cap in camouflage print resembles …
Many people think that college was the best time of their life. That’s when you develop friendships, prepare for a career and possibly find the love of your life. In 1971, Tony was a junior at a large California university. …
Lily unlocked the back door of the thrift store using a key that didn’t belong to her.
The back entrance was substantial, its metal frame and door thick and heavy. Lily tried to push it open, but it barely moved. …
Camp A. A. Humphreys, March 8th, 1918
Dearest Lily,
There’s one thing I guess the army can’t keep us from doing and that’s dreaming. I was having the swellest dream about you this morning when Morgan came in and woke …