The boy sat on a bench, his head in his hands. He had been there for a long time, really, an eternity for a boy his age. He…
She walks into Starbucks; mask on, sweats, and tanktop. She is on the phone, and her conversation floats above the din of the espresso…
She gazed through the window as the rain fell sloppily on the marsh. The cold crept up her arms and legs. She hugged herself to keep warm…
Elena Sanders looked at Lucy through suspicious eyes. In fact, she looked at everyone through suspicious eyes nowadays.