Watched and Wanting
The night I got locked out of my building was the second Tuesday of October, which mattered because Pelican Shores basically shuts down…
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The night I got locked out of my building was the second Tuesday of October, which mattered because Pelican Shores basically shuts down…
The rain came down all at once, like somebody up there dumped a bucket, and I stomped across the yard to the little hut at the edge of the…
You'd think at your own family reunion somebody would notice when you arrive.
Louis Webb stood in the doorway of the converted loft in a suburb of Montreal and looked at the banner hanging crookedly over a landscape…
Sheryl had learned to play the theremin the same year she learned to run a bingo hall, which was to say badly at first and then with a…
You'd think after forty years of living in Millerstown I'd be used to the quiet.
I got to the Oakhaven market at seven in the morning, which was early enough that the dew was still on the canvas tents and half the…
*This one's for anyone who's ever felt more alive under a curious gaze.
I unlock the conservation lab at 10:47 PM.
I was fifty-two miles from my old life, which is a long way to drive with a bruised heart and a cooler full of gas station lemonade, when…
Desiree closed the shop at six and stayed till eight anyway.
I do the overnight deliveries at St.
You ever walk into a big empty building and think, huh, this place is a stage?
The ferry from Helsinki to the lakeside town takes four hours, and I spend all of it staring at the water and thinking about nothing.
The house smelled like cardboard and somebody else's paint choices, and Alina stood in the middle of the living room with her hands on her…
The knock comes at 5:45 in the morning and I know it's him before I open the door.
The siren went off a little after six on a Tuesday evening, and it was the kind of sound that made your teeth hurt before your brain…
I arranged the pillows on the couch for the third time that evening, which was ridiculous because nobody was coming, or at least nobody I…
I've been with Terri three years now, and in all that time I'd never once been to her studio.
Mara Kingston was thirty-four years old, and she missed being watched.
Notebook of Silver, Dawn Harbor, Juniper Room, The Iron Horizon