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Fences

I’d been through a few men by then. Not so many as to cause a scandal, but enough. My best friend Jimmie Ann and…

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Here We Are Together

Lucette used to be a “hit-the-road, Jack” kind of girl. When things got hard in a relationship, she was out the door, no turning…

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Snow in August

I used to believe in the equanimity of the world. I’d see panhandlers at intersections, their cardboard signs asking for help, and I’d believe…

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I Should Stay

If you’re not in love as Valentine’s Day approaches, you shouldn’t work in a candy shop. But I do, and today the parking lot…

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Girls Who Run

Sometimes a girl just has to run. Sometimes her feet take over. This is one of those times, early morning, early January. I’m at…