Stories

Birthday Boy

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The invite said there would be cake. Understand that I went for the cake. I won’t lie and say I didn’t hear the rumors. When Ms. Dunphy extended the invitation,…

White as Snow

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Translated from Hungarian by Marietta Morry and Walter Burgess They’ve been working on the metro site for more than three years; carrying construction material and slowly erecting ticket booths, that…

Bliss Miss

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She’d made herself quite a pile selling chocolates with a moral center, but she’d tired of her customers who, once they’d acquired the taste, were loyal to a fault, and…

The Pronoun Wars

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During the second millennium, at various times and places, to speak the language one grew up speaking was made a capital crime by the powers-that-were. In the Languedoc region of…

Waiting for Baby

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I got pregnant in October two months after a miscarriage. I didn’t feel happy at first. Gun shy, my father would have said, but he died, of lymphoma, just before…

Frenchie Says

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Frenchie says I look best in the khaki pants because they hide the heft of my ass. I keep asking him what he means, thinking he’s insulting me. It sounds…

Lethe, California

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The Pacific. Rob and I have driven all the way from Oklahoma pretty much nonstop to reach this place, driven almost on a dare. And now, without even changing out…