The Translator's Appetite
Joanie Koch was thirty-six years old, and she could count her impulsive decisions on one hand with fingers left over.
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Joanie Koch was thirty-six years old, and she could count her impulsive decisions on one hand with fingers left over.
Gideon here.
I still don't know why I said yes to meeting at her gallery instead of a restaurant as anyone else would.
Let me explain what a customs broker does, because when I tell people at parties they nod and then their eyes slide off to the snack table.
Petra here.
Roxie Ward was forty-three years old and had spent most of that year cutting confetti for other people's celebrations, which felt like a…
My name is Virginia, I'm twenty-three, and I drive a long-haul truck for a living.
I was thirty-four years old and it had been five years since anyone had stayed for breakfast.
I lasted forty minutes at Greta's friend's housewarming before I found the balcony.
I turned fifty-one on a Tuesday.
You'd think a guy who does pretend for a living could handle a little cold.
We had been traveling for eleven hours by the time the taxi dropped us at the hotel, and the rain was coming down sideways the way it only…
The carry-on weighed maybe eleven pounds, but Deb stood there in the middle of the international terminal feeling like she was hauling a…
The ad said house-sitter wanted, one weekend, references required.
Max was fifty-four years old and he gave massages for a living.
The chime went off again.
The party had been going for four hours and I had already talked about the weather with eleven people.
Trev Price was twenty-four years old, and he had built things with his hands since he was old enough to hold a hammer without dropping it…
The coil was being stubborn.
My name is Nick.
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Tender and slow stories, from quick reads to long series.
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Most tender and slow stories take 14 to 24 minutes, and the average is 19. Sort by shortest to start small, or follow a series to get each part as it lands.