A stone sleeps a long time. Under butternut shade her toes work the cobble streambed, and one of us says, A…
Debby used to say those were very good years. What she says about them now, I wouldn’t know. I called her father in August…
They told me not to bring anyone, so when I got back to the motel and found the two of them…
The house did not belong where Jim and Murray found it. Any house would have surprised them. They didn’t remember a house…
Mrs. Depot could not help herself. She sat at the dining room table with her hands in her lap and looked at…
It ended up Steve got his mother’s car and we drove up 9N and parked near the Million Dollar Beach. We played a round of miniature golf…
The situation was nearing a crisis. We went out and inspected it. We walked its length north, then south. We climbed a ladder for a…
The year she studied in Paris she lived with Emily in an apartment with a view of the Boulevard Saint-Michel. At Christmas…
Copley woke me before dawn. We ate our breakfast on the road, Copley offering bread from one pocket and sausage from another, breaking…
She steps into the room, and before he tells himself he hasn’t seen her, he has seen her. The…
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