Francine’s problem was indecisiveness. And a touch of ADHD. Pablo had accused her of being incapable of commitment, which was cruel. Francine was plenty capable of commitment, thank you very much, she just committed too much, constantly. She was fully committed, her commitments were simply short-lived. When Francine was growing Read more
Bethany hates sharing her birthday with her sister. They don’t have a great relationship and it will never change. They have little in common, and other than being twins they are completely unlike. They do not have shared psychic experiences. Bethany wishes she was an only child, which is what Read more
I can grow anything. It’s a gift. I inherited it from my nonna. She could grow anything on the windowsill of her St. Clair W. kitchen. All year long fresh herbs were on hand, and her tomatoes were better than anything Aunt Nancy grew on her double lot in Woodbridge. Read more
She watches as his hazel eyes open only halfway behind the curtain of curls. Sometime in the night he padded down the hall from his room and wormed his way between them again. An elbow in the ribs preceded the buzz of the alarm. “What’s up buddy?” “My brain hurts, Read more
It is 10:40 am, I’m sitting cross-legged in the middle of my mat and there is a block on either side of me. I’m quite proud of myself for even being here, I’ve made it to exactly three 10 am classes this year. Mornings aren’t my thing. I swing my Read more
“Hey.” I have the coolest big sister out of all my friends. It’s not just because she has a verse of The Raven tattooed along the inner fingers of her left hand. She talks to me about everything and tells me I can ask her anything, anything at all. She Read more
Jeremy loathed these visits with his old aunt Violet. They always started like this, the endless questions that never evolved into an actual conversation. (What is going on with your hair? Are you still chewing on your fingernails? Are you trying out for the tennis team? ) And it was Read more
“You know it’s been like five days,” she paused to give him entry to the conversation but as always he misses the cue. Her stare is a silent but pointed prod. Emerald irises shrink as her pupils expand at high-speed. Her eyes have always transfixed him, they shift so quickly Read more