We were poor, but hopeful. Two students on scholarships without parental support, dreaming of bright futures. We had not known wealth as children, and our poverty did not oppress us. We married ou
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I woke up before you, looking down at your peaceful, sleeping face. You were curled into me, your breaths warm against my collarbone. I wanted to lean down and kiss you, but you needed the rest.
I
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Lana grinned upon hearing the cawing of her door chimes. Her days had grown dull with regularly scheduled client meetings, so she relished the thrill of unexpected guests. She tossed aside he
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One electric pulse can instantly suppress ten thousand digital signs, so before the protest begins, we scrounge for cardboard and cover it with bright colors and wild slogans.
I tie the balaclava
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I found exactly what we needed, as it happened, on a Friday. It was a strange Friday, even as Fridays go.
But we won't go into that.
And I didn't like going out in all that snow, walking through it
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The Cheese Grater scrapes my bare arms and legs. I squeeze through the limestone crevice and my skin goose pimples. Sucking in a breath, I exhale steam. It's a muggy, hot September, but the caves are
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Of the myriad of things my grandmother was afraid of, the actual spirit that haunted the orange tree in our backyard was shockingly not one of them. All of my friends and family had had terrifying
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One of the first things my mom did after we found out that I'd gotten in was search online for a winter coat for me. She saved money and bought me a beautiful Cabela's coat. It was full-length with a
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Olivier Brossard had been hanging men for the best part of a decade, and he'd never seen the rope break. It wasn't uncommon for folk to try, usually magicians spitting fire and brimstone as they
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My wife went to bed fifteen days ago, and she's been there ever since.
We came home from the hospital dazed and empty-handed. Eleanor climbed the stairs, rushed past the freshly painted second
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We brought them with us accidentally, or maybe they were secret smuggled pets for someone who worried they might get lonely. They'd've been right to worry: it's really lonely on the moon.
Howeve
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Lena walked through the soccer field and to the edge of the woods. The large oak greeted her, outstretched branches bursting green with the early spring. "Hello," she said, patting its trunk. She
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You never know when the last goodbye is. We think we have forever until suddenly we don't. We enter with purpose and leave with only memory. I wish I had seen the battle he was fighting before it
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Hope is the killer that perches in the soul and slowly hacks away at the heart and never stops at all.
I met her while working for the university newspaper. She was an aspiring journalist, and I
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We call it Quicksand Street, despite what the road signs say. Where the sidewalks should be, two long columns of dirt reside, that kick up dust in the summertime. In the spring, when the rain really
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It was Yolkov who bought Hanna's ticket on the overnight flight from Warsaw to JFK. Hair streaked with gray, she wore the blue dress purchased on sale for eighteen dollars.
"Better to fly late
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The house takes a day to dismantle. Goodwill gets the furniture. Meghan sets a ground rule for the rest: George is allowed three seconds to decide where each thing should go: in the car (to be driven
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"It happened again," Myriam said, as she entered the room. "I screwed up. I'm sorry."
She collapsed on the couch, head in her hands. "I just wanted a sip. I thought I had a handle on this
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In the springtime, after the clouds of winter and before the storms of summer, when the skies were clear and the waters still, Abel went star-catching.
The other villagers thought him daft, of course
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