The False Wall
I set my hammer down real slow, because behind that false wall, in a space the length of the whole basement corner, were paintings. Dozens of them. Stacked on edge, …
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The Cupola
I set my pry bar down real slow, because tucked up in the peak of that cupola, in the highest, hardest place on the whole property, was a tin trunk …
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I set my screw gun down real slow, because the compartment under that window seat was lined in cedar, and resting in it was a wooden box with a brass …
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I told my son I had plans, and I booked the corner booth, and I went to see who would show up. At seven oclock on Thursday, the host walked …
The Corner Booth Read MoreThe Five Graves
I bought five flowers and I finished my husbands Friday. The groundskeeper walked me down the row. Five headstones, different last names, all men, all died the same year. Nineteen …
The Five Graves Read MoreThe Shared Album
I wrote down the address, and I drove north. The man who met me at the door was maybe forty, strong, healthy, with a scar I did not understand yet …
The Shared Album Read MoreThe Pegboard
This morning I started calling down the pegboard. A dozen sets of keys, each labeled in my fathers block print. A name. A street. A year. The Okafors, nineteen. Single …
The Pegboard Read MoreThe Backup Wallet
I told my daughter I was going for a drive, and I drove. The address the diner owner gave me was not a house. It was a care community on …
The Backup Wallet Read MoreThe Memory Card
Dustin, get over here, she has got the tape, Cole shouted, backing toward the kitchen door. The adjuster raised an eyebrow and did not move. Dustin was out in the …
The Memory Card Read MoreThe Back Pew
Margaret. Is that you, Pastor Gene said from the pulpit, gripping it with both hands. Every head in that church turned to the back pew, where the woman I had …
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