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The screen door slapped shut at twenty past one in the morning. Rain had been coming down in sheets for an hour, drumming on the tin roof of
I drove up to the apartment building on Cedar Street at 4:47 in the afternoon. The dashboard clock had been blinking since last winter—I never bothered to fix
I killed the engine and stayed behind the wheel a moment longer than I needed to. The sun was dropping behind the pines, and the air through the
I punched the code into the gate and the iron arm swung open — but I almost rear-ended a U-Haul that was backing into my own driveway. My
At twenty-four, I had the whole thing mapped out. Derek and I had been together since sophomore year of high school, and after he proposed at Navy Pier
The spoon never stops trembling. That’s the first thing I notice every morning. Not the ache in my knuckles or the way the left side of my face
I parked my Buick on the curb, the engine ticking in the afternoon quiet of a Sandusky November. The house was one of those little two-bedrooms off Perkins
The cashier’s check was still warm from my hand inside the pocket of my cardigan. Sixty-eight thousand dollars and change, inheritance from my aunt who’d moved out to
The call came on a Wednesday in April, when the aspen weren’t even budding yet and the sky over Ouray stayed the color of wet cement. I was
The worst pain I’ve ever known came from a weed trimmer. One moment I was coiled in the sun atop a flat stone by the creek, soaking in