“If a man looks to have been drinking, steer clear of em, Jenner. You hear?” Auntie’s eyes were sharp and clear. I had never seen them any other way. […]
The sun is not the jealous type. He doesn’t feel the need to be, and why would he? He warms us and gives us light; he makes things grow. Look […]
Reasons to do it: To get you out of my system. Because the reality of you can never match the fantasy – no matter how great you are, how skillful, […]
I am a volunteer at the county park. Once a week I drive fifteen minutes to the wooded, twenty five point seven acre lot which features tennis courts, a soccer […]
Technically, she loved Moshe Ber. At least her eyes went swimmy when she thought of him or when anyone else said his name. He went to the boys’ school in […]
Lucky told me the seconds before you die count the most. Which is why I howled when they come for his body at sunrise, two fat men in a pickup, […]
Past residents? Victims of the plague, a garrison of soldiers, and that bald hooker with the gold-studded tongue. There was also the defrocked priest chanting psalms during Holy Week.
If you stare at a man and don’t break eye contact, a grown one especially, it makes them nervous. There’s nothing a man can do to you for looking at him that way. Not in front of people.
She was always in motion and yet she stayed within the same thirty-six rows of seats, holding still while landmarks rocketed by.
It was a neighborhood of loose cats, sprinklers that fitzed up at dawn. Motorbikes would tear by too fast, Sheri said. She and Will were settling in. Everyone was genuinely happy for them.