The Hayloft Board
I held the coffee can against my chest with both arms. Below me, at the foot of the ladder, Lyle stood in the dusty light, his hand held out, patient, …
The Hayloft Board Read MoreAuthor: pologo
The Gray Toolbox
I did not think. I scooped the camera and the envelope into the ball cap of Ronnie, which I had worn to the refinery like a charm, and I pushed …
The Gray Toolbox Read MoreThe Lunch Bucket
I put the photograph back in the handle of the lunch bucket. I screwed on the end cap with the pliers of Frank. I set the bucket on the shelf …
The Lunch Bucket Read MoreThe Bait Freezer
“Jo?” Clay said again, his voice tight in my ear. “Why are you at the marina?” I looked at the white pickup at the end of the boat ramp with …
The Bait Freezer Read MoreLocker 61
I did not run. Lois hung up the desk phone and walked toward me with her cardigan pulled tight, and I braced myself for the worst. Instead she took my …
Locker 61 Read MoreThe Blue Dress
My mother did not look at the ultrasound. She looked at the box. It was an old white shirt box tied with a blue ribbon, and inside it, in a …
The Blue Dress Read MoreThe Pacifiers
The technician closed the door and set a small folder in front of me. “Mrs. Larkin,” she said, “I want you to know I double checked. Both twins are related …
The Pacifiers Read MoreThe Wrong Chart
My mother was sitting in the porch swing with a pitcher of iced tea sweating on the rail beside her, wearing the expression she used to wear when I was …
The Wrong Chart Read MoreThe Signed Page
The folder was thin. I opened it on the hood of his truck with the wind pulling at the corners. The first page was a petition for divorce, and at …
The Signed Page Read MoreThe Gold Locket
My mother opened the envelope at the head of the Sunday table, with all eleven of us watching, the gravy going cold and Uncle Ray sitting very still at the …
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