I wasn’t looking for her.Not really. Website Analytics Tools But every December, around the holidays, Susan — Sue, to everyone who knew her — somehow
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After spending the night with his mistress, he returned home to find the door sealed shut, the rooms eerily silent, and his wife along with
That Tuesday afternoon, the air inside the Intensive Care Unit of St. Mary’s Hospital tasted of antiseptic and stale coffee, a scent I had known intimately for
My life, for the last one thousand and ninety-five days, has been measured in the subtraction of dignity. I am Delaney. I am twenty-nine years
The envelope slid across the polished mahogany table with a dry hiss, a sound that seemed to slice through the heavy silence of the dining
“Listen closely, maggot. Boot camp starts now.” Those were the words that would eventually break the spell, but at 4:00 PM on a Tuesday, the
The sound of a serrated brass key hitting a palm is quieter than a whisper, yet in that driveway, under the slate-grey sky of a
If you’d told me a year ago that my life would unravel into an emotional mystery centered on my grandmother, I would have laughed. Grandma
My mother had been gone for less than a month when my stepfather told me he was getting married. The house still smelled like her.
The road has its own way of putting you where you’re supposed to be. I’ve believed that for years. Not in some mystical, fortune-cookie kind