The Locksmith's Van
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I'm twenty-eight years old and I coach women's basketball at a small college outside of Charleston, which means I spend about four months…
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I want to tell you about the strangest Saturday of my life, but you have to know I'm thirty-four years old and I still make bad decisions…
The train from Visp climbs into the mountains like it can't decide whether it wants to make it, and I spend the whole ride refreshing the…
Irina Graves pulled her rented Subaru into the gravel lot at Ridgeview Lodge just after four in the afternoon, and she sat there for a…
You know those days where one small thing goes wrong and then everything else piles on top of it?
Nicky Middleton had her arm in the stock tank up to the shoulder, breaking ice out of it with a hammer, when her phone buzzed against her…
Sue here, forty-two, landscaper, hands like sandpaper no matter how much lotion I buy.
I woke at four without the alarm, which was a small mercy because the alarm on a Saturday was the sound of my own regret.
I'm forty-four years old, and let me state right off that I took this job for the money and nothing else, so when I say what happened…
The last job I lost was at a bistro in the city.
Sue was twenty-four the week the fog shut down the airport in the north of England, and she had been divorced for a little over a year by…
I'm Astrid.
I parked the Mustang across the street and killed the engine.
You'd think at your own family reunion somebody would notice when you arrive.