The Hull Mold
The father of Lauren is named Harold Voss, a retired Gulf pilot with a weathered neck and a gentle manner, and he held the paper from the display table up …
The Hull Mold Read MoreAuthor: pologo
The Fry Basket
The grease in the fry basket was still hissing when the truck of Junior came up the lane. Junior is my yard foreman, sixty two, a lean man with a …
The Fry Basket Read MoreThe Flip Phone
Mark was reading the third page of the packet, and he had stopped moving. He is forty six, a tall, mild man who sells irrigation equipment, and he held the …
The Flip Phone Read MoreThe White Envelope
The father of Jessica is a retired county judge named Arvid Nelson, a tall, courtly man with white hair, and he nodded at the envelope lying by my plate. “Gunther,” …
The White Envelope Read MoreThe Captain Cap
The white envelope was still in my hand when Kiara reached for it. We stood in the fellowship hall of Mount Zion Baptist, with the Sunday ham and the sweet …
The Captain Cap Read MoreThe Stave Jointer
The father of Madison is named Cole Brannigan, and he runs a bourbon tasting room in Bardstown that draws forty thousand visitors a year, and he knows iron when he …
The Stave Jointer Read MoreThe Praline Tin
Jasmine read the letter in the corner of the envelope, then pulled the contract out and held it with both hands. “Seven million, one hundred thousand dollars,” she said. She …
The Praline Tin Read MoreThe Pump Truck
Ray Archuleta set his glass of tequila on the table very carefully, as if it might shatter. Under the white tent the mariachis had lowered their guitars, and two hundred …
The Pump Truck Read MoreThe Coat Room
Grant opened his mouth, and for the first time since I had known him, nothing came out. The president of the hospital, a silver haired man named Alan Whitcomb in …
The Coat Room Read MoreThe Church Fan
Vanessa read the third page with her lips slightly parted, and I watched her hand go to her mouth. It was a stiff, cream colored page with a tire company …
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