The Door

the doorThe door stood in front of them, old and solid with that smooth patina that only comes from centuries of regular use. It was in excellent repair, proof that the inhabitants of this castle only pretended to be absent.Read More »

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Truth

cell phoneThe doctors stood straight and serious as they gave Jakob the news. He laughed at the irony of it all and they gave a collective frown. He let them share what they knew with him—statistics and estimations for which he had no interest—and when they were done, he signed all the necessary papers and left.Read More »

Night Walk

https://www.flickr.com/photos/giovannijl-s_photohut/326170272 [CC BY-SA 2.0; https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0/legalcode]Livie followed the sidewalk blindly, huddled within her ancient raincoat. Her tattered umbrella, not very effective in even the tamest of drizzles, was really more trouble than it was worth in this kind of weather. The clouds that had hovered overhead all day had finally decided to drop their payload just as she was leaving home. She had been walking in a steady drizzle for the last ten minutes. Streams of icy water poured through the holes in her useless umbrella and down her hair, dripping steadily from the ragged ends.Read More »

Laundry Day

laundry basketYou will walk down the stairs into your newly finished basement with a basket of dirty laundry on your hip and one hand on the rail. Despite the fresh carpet, the stairs are still narrow. you still get that tiny sliver of fear that you will be distracted and lose your footing, tumbling to the landing in a mess of broken bones. It’s never happened, but you’re pretty sure that when it does, it will be when you’re least expecting it.Read More »

Mowing Lawns

dewy grassDenise held the curtain to one side and peered at the front yard. The grass shone emerald green in the sunlight. The hum of a lawnmower drifted on the air from several doors down and she wondered where Sammy was. He’d recently taken on the responsibility of mowing the lawns of their elderly neighbors.Read More »

Them

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HIM

He sits in the passenger seat. The weight of their history rises between them like a wall of glass, clear enough to see through, but thick enough to leave them unable to hear one another properly. He is thinking about the past. Mistakes that cannot be unmade. Opportunities that cannot be unmissed.Read More »