Tag Archives: Webster’s Kiss

Sarah’s Window

Posted on March 9, 2013 by Anne Schilde

Friday, September 18, 1998 by Anonymous for her school newspaper Loneliness sucks. You know loneliness. It’s that big hollow pit you imagine at the top of your stomach. Only it’s real, and it hurts so bad rubbing your diaphragm actually … Continue reading →

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A-Caroling

Posted on December 26, 2012 by Anne Schilde

Christmas wasn’t exactly a special holiday in our house. Daddy was kind of a Grinch. Up until Mama fought the Big Battle and I was finally allowed to wear whore paint, my most memorable gift was a large box that … Continue reading →

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A Flower by Annie Other Name…?

Posted on September 8, 2012 by Anne Schilde

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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Taste a Rainbow

Posted on April 29, 2012 by Anne Schilde

The mid-morning sun danced off the thick cumulus clouds heaped up outside the cabin window. My throat was parched and my lips already chapped after only two hours of the manufactured air. When the plane first lifted, I lost my … Continue reading →

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Shades of Grey

Posted on April 7, 2012 by Anne Schilde

Somehow running was going to help. It always seems to help. I don’t know how or why, it just does. So I ran. Every time it happens now, I run. Every time what happens? I had no idea who I … Continue reading →

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The Bottom Line

Posted on March 17, 2012 by Anne Schilde

This contains both teasers and a spoiler for Webster’s Kiss. Somehow, in spite of a well contrived conspiracy to prevent it, Thursday finally arrived. I was quiet on the drive in to the City this time. I hadn’t slept well, … Continue reading →

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The Barkless Prairie Dog

Posted on February 14, 2012 by Anne Schilde

It was during extra hours in the school library, just before our winter vacation, that I noticed a boy who spent even more time in there than I did, peeking over the top of his book at me. His hair … Continue reading →

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Dear Sarah

Posted on January 11, 2012 by Anne Schilde

I always wanted to be a writer, not of back-page gossip columns, or of product descriptions for catalogs, but of fiction, bona fide. The only time I ever said so, Daddy told me I was ridiculous and that I needed … Continue reading →

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