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Alex the Audubon
“Just try,” said Alex. “Please, Jen. Just try.”I’d heard similar words many times, and from many people, over the last few weeks.“Just try to get some sleep.” “Just try to eat something.” “Just try to get through the funeral.” “Just try to speak to someone, Jen. You’ll feel better.”Gems of advice offered to me by well-meaning friends who were gradually drifting away. And for that, I didn’t blame them. It becomes difficult to know what to do with a grieving widow in her late thirties. You can’t exactly iwww.onedoor.ccnvite her out for cocktails or Happy Hour, or set her up on a blind date. And it becomes exh...
Hope and Dread
“What are you doing out here? It’s freezing.”“It’s nice though, isn’t it?”“If you enjoy frostbite, I guess.”“It’s just… so loud in there.”“That’s kind of the point of a party, yeah.”“Well, I wanted to get away from it all for a bit. Why’re you out here, anyway, if it’s so freezing and pointless?”“Saw you out here looking all sad.”“Thanks, I guess?”“I’m Mina, by the way.”“Oh, Laurie’s talked about you. Noelle.”“Festive; very fitting for this time of year.”“Yeah, my parents think they’re hilarious. My younger sister’s Holly.”“No Carol?”“I’m sure there would be if I had any other siblings.”“Tragi...
Slopes of Life
“Snow, Jean!”Jean laughed at the excitement in her husband’s voice. He had been saying the same thing all morning. She shook her head fondly - some things never change no matter how old you get. Every January a smattering of snow would fall and Philip would convince her to go for a walk to see the town painted white. And so when he had opened the curtains with the same exclamation she had known they would be going on a walk up the hill first thing after breakfast.She shuffled to the coat rack, pulling on her padded winter coat with effort. Her hands shook slightly as she wrapped a woollen scar...
Purgatory
It was … monday. “Monday again!”, John was in a foul mood. John’s mood was a 9 to 6, 40 hours a week mood, minus the 60 minutes when it switched from foul to predatory. He packed his lunch. It was a Monday! “I need to have a chat with some of the boys today, we’ve been lacking in responsiveness lately, I wonder what’s up with that?!” John grabbed his jacked and out he went to save his little corner of the world this Monday. He lived a ways off from the subway but the walk always soothed him, helped him prepare, gave him a chance to get used to that knot in his stomach. He ran down the stairs h...