Lost on Both Sides
April 10, 2018[…] you. They don’t hurt people. They just show up.” I couldn’t believe I was talking to a human being—let alone someone who was supposed to care about me. I said, “No, you look, I’ve […]
[…] you. They don’t hurt people. They just show up.” I couldn’t believe I was talking to a human being—let alone someone who was supposed to care about me. I said, “No, you look, I’ve […]
[…] “I’m a draftsman for Sears.” She finished her peanut butter half and started on his salami. “You design new stores?” “Mostly warehouses. What about you?” “Real estate.” Paula glanced across the clearing at JoAnn. […]
[…] and this ghastly episode was still, even after a year, too recent for Pancha to be un -troubled by the memory. She didn’t want to dwell on it, much less share it with her […]
[…] the window, just right of the door, Lonnie, the owner, has dabbed the business hours in white -out in very small letters. I find Darcy and take a seat. The place is a seat–yourself, […]
[…] about driving a bulldozer pulling a plow on a dry–farm in Sublett, Idaho. He didn’t see another human being all day and the field was so big it took almost half a day to […]
[…] dust, the Bible said. Maybe, Rosalinda thought, some of it might be her Kenneth, her dear, God -loving husband who’d spurred his horse into a thunderstorm when he should have been singing songs and […]
[…] and I saw them become their own worst enemy. I couldn’t let that happen to me. We’re human beings—not animals. I forgot that for a while and thank God I remembered that, even if […]
Did I do the right thing? Maisie Clay is forty -three years old and here she is, sitting on a tombstone in a cemetery in the middle of the night. She is here because […]
[…] wonder about her, the oldest de Camp sister, the tall, unmarried one, the one who at thirty -three moved to California where she spies on families for the Department of Social Services by day […]
[…] an oar, reaching forward until he touched an odd wedge which, under his cautious prodding, became a human foot. He jumped. The man he had touched gave a stifled cry and sat up, his […]