Fiction
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Dead Hand Gone
The paper looked and felt real, but the words on the ballot seemed anything but. Was Jake really going to…
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The Ones that Love You
“I’m not going to their house,” Chloe said. “I don’t want to see them.” “But they’re your grandparents, sweetie,” Mama…
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Coach
I didn’t want to call it daycare for the adults. First of all because it was at night and misnomers…
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The Woodsman
The resolve to live in the woods with only the two dogs for company had been building unexamined a long…
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Welcome to Rubicon
After months of rumors, Mayfair Mutual received word they’d been acquired. Disillusioned by long hours and disappointing commissions, new hires took…
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Reruns of Red River
I remember what my grandmother has long forgotten. She was an integral part of my childhood, yet she doesn’t recognize…
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Novembering
As a girl growing up on a farm in Edson, Michigan, I knew about sex from an early age. With breeding…
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The Corduroy Effigy
One of my very first memories was of the back of our family’s couch, a worn corduroy with dull green…
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Kids Will Be Skeletons
By 6 pm, the Ramirez boys had already secured a record candy haul—much better than last year. And they had…