Miguel Aju
April 17, 2018[…] bronze cheeks glowed, her teeth were white and strong, her eyes sparkled. Her hand moved to c over her eyes, and she lowered her head as she walked towards him wearing white bridal shoes […]
[…] bronze cheeks glowed, her teeth were white and strong, her eyes sparkled. Her hand moved to c over her eyes, and she lowered her head as she walked towards him wearing white bridal shoes […]
[…] a pillow and a down-filled comforter. I don’t like sleeping on alien sheets with somebody else’s blankets over me. I certainly don’t want to place my head on an unfamiliar pillow. I don’t think […]
[…] Franklin glasses, droopy brown bangs, and weary eyes of his father, the astronomy professor. Weltschmerz written all over him. I recognize him from his periodic cello solos in sacrament meeting. “Hello, Paul! How’s it […]
[…] to the doctor. I thought she had a concussion, I really did. Larry just goes, ‘She’ll get over it.’ I could’ve killed him.” Gloria and her three children were in California on one of […]
[…] the day before her marriage. Her mother had come to the wedding anyway, a black scarf tied over her head; but her aunts, her cousins, her grandmother, and her godmother had not. Elena was […]
[…] slap. Clair ducked behind the steps as Brother Pratt walked toward the dance. He called back, “Courtship’s over, Sofie. I’ll tell your pa when I see him in the field.” She waited for Sofie […]
[…] ice cream cone while folding laundry. Her knees were drawn up to her chest, her nightgown taut over her knees, like a little girl at a slumber party. She looked so perfect and unblemished […]
[…] we have a lot to do today and an early start is the best start.” She turned over, facing the wall for a moment before facing the inevitable. “Do you think,” she asked, “that […]
[…] “You’re one to talk, Vern, about obeying the finer points of the law,” said a man in overalls. “That isn’t a bottle of milk you have clutched between your knees.” Everybody laughed again. The […]
[…] look at a horse in a field. He whistled, and the horse raised its head and walked over to the fence. He rubbed the horse behind the ears and petted his neck. “Good old […]