One Luminary Clock Against the Sky

Ice swirls and glasses tinkle under mood lighting. Bar mirrors catch the reflection of the crystal chandeliers, magnifying the opulence twofold. Black tabletops with gossamer speckles line the boundaries of the indoor veranda. Chatter is kept politely low. Dress it how you want, Audrey thinks however, it's still a bar. Yet, she waits, listening to…

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Boxes

One was labelled CDs. Inside it was everything from Elton John, to The Clash, The Eisley Brothers, to Three Dog Night, Duran Duran, to Cher. Cher was undoubtedly the odd one out but the hands had eclectic tastes and CDs held them all without question. The plastic cases stacked neatly inside; one against the next.…

Lucinda’s Ghost

Lucinda dragged an arm across her eyes, moisture soaking through the black, lace sleeve. With one last glance, she waved at the dark windows of silver Lexus, hoping they couldn’t see through the brave smile. Maybe from this far away they couldn’t see the glimmer of tears running down her cheeks. She could fold the…

October

Night did fall. He locked the door. She picked the sheets up off the floor. Darkness filled the room, enough that she couldn't see. But there were not so many things in the room that she couldn't place them all by memory. In that corner was the table. Over there was the little dresser she…

Happy, Hopeful Maddy – pt. 6

September 2 Noll, I was beginning to wonder if I was going to hear from you again. Thought maybe I had said something in that last letter I couldn’t remember that might have been insulting. You’re doing alright though? We had everybody over for dinner this past Sunday. Jack likes to put on old movies…

Happy, Hopeful Maddy – pt.5

August 13, Noll, The second time was the peaches. You remember that? It took me a moment while I read what I’d written, but eventually it came back. Yes, when the box opened the second time, we were having a sleepover. That kind of thing wasn’t normal back then, me being a girl and you…

Happy, Hopeful Maddy – pt. 4

July 29 Noll, Don’t you go getting a swell head now. Marne’s just at that age where her babies aren’t babies anymore and that changes the way you think about life. It’s not because you’re some Shakespeare, that she’s hankering to hear more. You got me laughing. I will say though, even her brother is…

Happy, Hopeful Maddy – pt.3

July 25 Noll Edgar Whitcomb, You cannot tell me that I’m the one who saw the box fall. I’m the one reading it straight out of my journal entry from that very day, you old fool. Knowing the proud girl I was, I think I would’ve taken ownership of seeing the box first if that’s…

Happy, Hopeful Maddy – pt. 2

July 8 Noll, Now wait just a minute, that isn’t fair! You can’t just send all those embarassing pictures in the mail and go addressing the envelope to Jack Keane! What about the bond of trust we’re supposed to have? What about the unbreakable code of childhood friendship? Come back half a century later and…