Blog Post #92: The Fitting
After I reached beneath a design table with the broom and collected countless strips of lace, silk, and bows, I
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Blog Post #91: ‘No, There’s A Little Seafood Place…It’s New’
Five floors above gridlocked traffic, a woman—mink wrapped around her neck, sequence dress hugged around her frame—gazed through a broken
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Blog Post #90: Hidden Skelton
Fingers clasped, Principal Harada leaned over his desk and studied me, and seated in a chair beside mine, a school
Blog Post #89: Heather Sue Vs. Zero-period Swim Schedule
Between my snack tray and bookbag, a sheet of paper laid face-down on a table, and for a while, I
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Blog Post #88: ‘I May Move Into This Kitchen and Pay Rent’
An almond butter scent drifted into a bedroom, and seated at a table, algebra book in-hand, Traci inhaled the scent,
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