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This story has material that deals with domestic abuse and declining mental health.He pricked his finger as he pushed the needle through two pieces of denim. This is how he could tell he was going too fast. Such a delicate procedure required acute attention and speeding through it proved that he was distracted by other thoughts. It had to be perfect.He sewed on the second button eye and sat the dolwww.onedoor.ccl sat on his mattress. It wore denim pants, a red t-shirt, and yarn made into curly brown hair. The hands and feet came out to round nubs made of white sheets. He painted on a smile.It looked good bu...
Good to See You
I’d had my choice of tables, and I chose the one from which I could view the front bank of windows but didn’t have to sit inside the ersatz greenhouse. I ordered hot tea and waited to place my lunch order until my sister arrived. I tapped the toe of my shoe on the leg of the table and watched the people outside, passing by to go to work, to go shopping, to go to meet their friends. I wondered if any of them were meeting their sister for the first time in five years.Emily was a doctor now. She’d always been so bright. Petite, smart, soft-spoken, calm. Of the three of us kids, she was the ...
Time to Jump
Bravery is what comes when there is no other option but to jump. I’m not a risk-taker. I almost never challenge the odds when they are stacked against me and when losing can cause harm either to myself or others. For me, the thrill of winning in such situations is never rewarding enough to make it worth taking the risk in the first place. I’m not a brave person. I would rather think of myself as smart and have often thought that we would be much better off if our national anthem ended with the words “and the home of the smart” instead of “and the home of the brave.” Nevertheless, when there is...
A Kind of Magic
Dark gray clouds hung low in the sky, erasing every pink trace of dawn in sight. Maude trudged across the back quad of her university’s campus, clumps of wet dirt and grass clinging to her boots with every step. She looked forward to the rainy day ahead, it meant the old university library would be empty. No rogue students trying to enchant objects to fly or making out in the library’s love pination aisles. An act that was painfully cliche. As she approached the building she couldn’t help but stop and take it all in. Maude had been attending Valmour University for the Magically Inclined for ne...