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The dream is always the same, every night, falling, falling without end, until nausea or reflex pulls me from my sleep with a sudden grasp of my bedsheets. The dream was the same, that is, until tonight. Falling dreams aren’t … Continue reading
This is part two of 12 Woodbury Lane. Alec set the suitcase down just inside the door, out of harm’s way. He turned the luggage tag over and back again, staring at the name momentarily in incredulity. He pulled the … Continue reading
Woodbury Lane isn’t the sort of place you’d want to grow up. A few of the neighbors might argue its merits, but that is really of no consequence, as this isn’t a story about the neighbors. It is about a … Continue reading
How could I ever forget that dreadful day? It was mid-summer of 1979. I had just started a new modeling job and I was driving home from my first photo shoot. Not many girls start modeling at thirty-nine; I know. … Continue reading
The July sun beat down on Annie’s black dress, baking her into drowsiness as she read. The Z’s ever-still, glassy-smooth surface trickled in tiny whispers against the dock beneath her, offering the promise of cool, wet relief from the summer … Continue reading
The other day I walked up a flight of stairs in a store. Two little girls stood with their mother at a register at the top of the stairs, each dressed in a different princess costume. The older one, about … Continue reading