Last Resort

Leslie had tried all the other numbers she knew. Nobody could tell her any more about tomorrow’s big project deadline than she already knew herself.

“What a bunch of morons,” she muttered to herself as she paced back and forth across her tidy bedroom. How was it even possible that they, having been in class all week, knew less than she did after being home sick the last three days?

There was no help for it. She only had one option left.Read More »

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Promise Me

“Promise me,” she begged.

“I promise,” he whispered. He pulled her into the warm circle of his arms, where the air smelled of cloves and fresh hay and, best of all, him. This was where she belonged, where she wanted to stay forever.

“How can I trust you?” she asked. “How can I believe your sweet words? Words cost nothing.”Read More »

The Key

If it had been any other storefront, she wouldn’t have hesitated. The key, dangling from the knob on the roof access door, sang a siren’s call. She could already half imagine the shenanigans they would get up to, two stories above the rest of their sleepy little town.

But it wasn’t any other storefront. It was THAT storefront. And because it was THAT storefront, she paused to lick at her chocolate ice cream cone and consider her options.Read More »

Sometimes

Sometimes it was difficult to force her body to move through the sequence of chores. Her feet would grow leaden and her fingers would refuse to grasp. The buckets and barrows that normally danced as she commanded would stand sullen and still as the afternoon light deepened.Read More »

The Opposite of Lonely

From the outside, where her family and friends sat on stiff chairs and watched her breathe to the mechanical rhythm of the equipment keeping her alive, Michelle looked still and lonely. They mourned the freedom she lost when she stepped off the curb into the path of an unsuspecting taxi.Read More »