Category: Fiction

After her daughter rejects her offer of a lift to school for the third time in three days, Jane calls out with strained enthusiasm, “Have an excellent day!”  Th...

  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 h...

  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 thi...

  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 la...

  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, whenev...

  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 comfor...

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 ne...

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 col...

  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...

  I’m forty-seven and a bagger at Kroger, Bowling Green, Ohio, and a stranger in my own life.  I was an accountant, graduated from the university in town, ...