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The Cats Under The Cherry Blossoms
We left the city of Changsha behind hours ago, having only been in China for a day so far. Changsha had been pretty for what little I got to examine it before my mother put me in a rented car and hauled me to the countryside if that’s what you wanted to call it. She swore to me that she had found us the best place to stay at. Changsha hadn’t even seemed real; I couldn’t imagine a place better than that. “Aren’t you enjoying your time in China?” my mother, Lauren, asked.I didn’t know how to tell her I’d rather be home in New York than somewhere in China. I was home from college for spring brea...
Three Miles to Go
Three Miles to Go“I know you hate being in that damn cage, but I can’t let you out. I really wish you would stop crying; this is hard enough without you making all that racket.”Usually, I’m an aggressive and impatient driver, but today I’m driving slower thwww.onedoor.ccan usual. I figure if I can stretch out the drive, it will prolong Cheeto’s life by a few more minutes.I wipe away some tears. “This is your last day on this planet, and you’re spending it in a cage. I am so sorry. You should be in my daughter’s arms, purring and rubbing your head against her face.” The light turns red, and I place a finger ...
Bookmarks
His name is misspelled on his headstone. I notice this as I stand at his grave for the first time since the funeral. Over a year ago I stood near this same spot as my dad’s casket was lowered into the ground. I didn’t think I would ever be able to move from the spot. It was the closest I would ever be to my dad. My aunt had to lead me by the hand to the car so I could be one of the guests of honor at the memorial luncheon. I don’t remember walking or getting in the car or arriving at the restaurant, but the stack of sympathy cards on my nightstand assures me I participated. Until today, I hadn...
Beauty and the Model
Aaron was beautiful. Women would exclaim it and then cover their mouths in embarrassment. Even some guys would tell him. They all would soon discover, this was not the best way to start a conversation with Aaron. Mesmerized by his beautiful face, women would forget to listen to him. They could not keep their side of a conversation for the distraction.He hated it. Aaron had heard the words: ‘penetrating blue eyes,’ ‘riveting,’ ‘stunning,’ ‘chiseled features’ and more, far too often. Introduce yourself with one of these clichés and he would turn away. He didn’t care. Aaron would show you his ‘sc...