Tag Archives: Jessi

Still

“I’m really glad you came, Jess.” “I had to,” she stated plainly. “Imagine what you’re apartment would look like without me. Your interior decorating skills suck!” I almost smiled. “You know what? I did the most important room by myself.” … Continue reading

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Truth and Consequence

“Better to be slapped with the truth than kissed with a lie.”                                  ~ Russian Proverb I hate the sight of blood. It makes me nauseous, so … Continue reading

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The Kissing Booth

I can’t really say we got arrested. We were nine years old. Well, Jessi was. You couldn’t handcuff a couple of girls our age anway. The cuffs would just fall off. But we ended up in the back seat of … Continue reading

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When I Want Your Opinion…

“Good evening, folks, and welcome to Baptism by Jeff’s Mouth!” Jessi announced. I sat back to enjoy the ride. Jessi isn’t one for a lot of words, but when they come, it’s usually worth the price of admission. “What’s that … Continue reading

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Novel Romance

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

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In which Jessi and I Catch a Squonk

The only time Jessi ever stayed over at my house, it was for a whole weekend. It was actually the only time I ever had a friend stay the night. Jessi was seven and I was almost. Her parents were out of town; her … Continue reading

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Whisperer

One of the few places Daddy allowed me to spend the night was the campground at the Z. Jessi and I always told him it was the two of us alone. Sometimes Missy went too. Sometimes Jeff and some of … Continue reading

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Little Boxes II

I wrote my name upon a wall and left it there to stay a salty tongue licked patiently while no one watched it fade away Jessi and I lay side-by-side on the beach staring out over the calm surface of … Continue reading

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Precious Moments

“What are you doing?” Jessi asked. I let the rest of the sand trickle slowly through my fingers and turned to look quietly at her. Her cheeks were drawn up by a squint hidden beneath a pair of white Hollywood Ray-Bans. … Continue reading

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A Flower by Annie Other Name…?

It was funny to hear Jessi call me Annie. She loved my name and she always called me Flower, sometimes even in front of friends, like she was flaunting being the one person with that privilege. The two boys who … Continue reading

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