The Plum-Colored Ocean ~ Beverly Burch

  The twack of a branch breaking, an explosion of red, the impact of hard ground, she remembered only that. She must have lost consciousness, the sun was higher. Or lower. Which? She felt no pain but when she tried to sit up she discovered she couldn’t, except for a little head movement—and there was the […]

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The Match ~ David Ebenbach

  Miri sat for a while with the phone in her hand before she called Richard. She sat in the living room armchair and chewed her bottom lip and tried to think if there was anyone else, even though she’d already been through that; he was, inescapably, the right one. She knew it. “Miri?” he […]

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The Continental ~ Leslee Becker

  Ellen was surprised by the rain in the Costa del Sol and the timid look of the Hotel Continental.  She arrived in Mojacar and the hotel at dusk, hours later than planned.  No one was at the registration desk, and no guests were in sight, yet she felt conspicuous ringing the bell.  The sense […]

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Island Girl ~ L.E. Miller

  After April moved back to Port Ordway, she saw Ben’s mother everywhere. Like a form of karmic payback, Eulalia appeared, all five-feet-ten of her, whenever April had a coffee stain on her blouse or was buying a candy bar to devour on a bad morning. They attended the same city council meetings and Rotary […]

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Active Dying ~ John Picard

  It wasn’t supposed to be this way.  When Jenny imagined her father’s death, she’d always pictured Rob standing next to her, ready with a hug and a comforting word, and her sister and brother-in-law close by offering additional support.  At the appropriate moment, they would all take turns saying goodbye, telling the dying man […]

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Picture This ~ Lois Taylor

This was when I was younger but not young.  Looking back, I’m not sure just exactly when I was young.  It seemed I was in school one day and in Maternity the next.  I remember the pleated dress.  And that it was white.  And that it was spring.  The kind of evening they write songs […]

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Silent Walls ~ Philippa Holloway

Sweden, 2007 While she peels potatoes and heats water in a pan he comes into the kitchen to talk to her. As she turns from the sink to the stove they almost collide and he laughs and leans down to kiss her nose. She reddens and busies herself with the boiling water, heating butter in […]

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Talking About The Tango ~ Rochelle Distelheim

  She brought him home from the hospital in June, bumping up the back stairs from the garage, his tall, too thin body leaning against her for support until, exhausted, he collapsed onto the wooden bench in the front hall and, in spite of his pale face and labored breathing, grinned up at her with […]

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The Book of Evening and Delight ~ Randy Nelson

  Helena finds the little book in one of the archive boxes from the Deagan estate.  She lays it aside because she’s looking for treasure—a Dickens serialization or maybe a Poe first edition.  She needs something rare, something odd or spectacular, that can go into the front window of the shop.  After sorting and cataloguing […]

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