The Brass Clock
Frank Delahunt carried the brass clock out of my house in a pillowcase at nine that night, and I stood on the porch my husband painted every third spring and …
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The Payroll Clerk
I stared at the monitor in the office of Mr. Patel until my eyes watered, and I knew the face the way you know a tooth that has hurt for …
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My Uncle Clarence stood in the dust of the old shop of my grandfather with a crowbar in his hand and his back against the big console television, and for …
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I did not wake my grandfather that night. I sat in the kitchen of the little brick house with the business card on the table, Sooner State Lending in gold …
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I sat in the cold vault of the Fort Stockton bank with the revolver in my lap and the letter of my husband open on my knee, and the old …
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I read the letter of Delbert on the porch steps with my glasses on the end of my nose and my heart going like a drum, and when I came …
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Mark stood in my kitchen doorway with his hands hanging at his sides, a grown man of fifty who looked, in that moment, exactly like the boy I had taught …
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I put the cassette in the old player of Harold on the workbench, and the first thing I heard was my husband clearing his throat. I had been married to …
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The name on the license was Casey Wayne Dupree, and I sat on the cold floor of the cabin with that old wallet in my lap until the light through …
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I did not sleep that night, and at dawn I walked out to the shed behind our house, the old one Clyde built from railroad ties, where he kept his …
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