The Edge of the Towel
The bathroom was a sanctuary of steam and warmth. I had spent forty minutes in the shower, letting the hot water pound against my shoulders, trying to wash away the …
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ABANDONED FERRIS WHEEL
My name is Eddie “Preacher” Boone, and I am fifty-nine years old. I am six-foot-four, bald, with a silver goatee and tattoos that run from my wrists to my shoulders. …
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The Letter That Destroyed
I was 26 years old, six months pregnant, and standing in my father’s study when my world collapsed. My husband, Alex, and I had been married for two years. We …
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Borrowed Fabric
The morning light filtered through the sheer curtains in gold ribbons, painting the bedroom in shades of honey and cream. I woke up slowly, my body heavy with the kind …
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THE TORNADO DEBRIS
My name is Luis Vega, and I am thirty-six years old. I have seen destruction before. I have ridden through towns after floods, after fires, after storms that took everything …
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ABANDONED MINE SHAFT
My name is Mason “Bear” Callahan, and I have been in dark places before. I have ridden through tunnels where the air was thin and the walls pressed close. I …
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Wet Paint
The studio was in a converted loft in the Arts District, all exposed brick and massive windows that let in the amber glow of the streetlights. I had answered a …
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The Pregnancy Test
I was 23 years old, four months pregnant, and standing in my mother’s kitchen when my world collapsed. My boyfriend, Marcus, had just proposed. We were young, in love, and …
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The Wedding Invitation
I was 25 when I received the wedding invitation. My mother, 52, was getting married. Again. To a man I had never met. His name was Daniel. He was 54. …
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The Storm’s Confession
The thunderstorm came without warning. One moment the balcony was bathed in soft moonlight, the next the sky cracked open and rain poured down in sheets. I should have gone …
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