Dearest Angel,
I know that the trip is supposed to be five days long. I also know that nearly four of them have passed and you’ll be here in less than 30 hours. 285 more words
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Routine
With school back in session, the coffee shop was the fullest it had been all summer. Rhonda and Katy sat at a table by the window. 656 more words
The Best Office Supply Store
Pencil cups. Staplers. Double-sided tape.
You can get these at any run-of-the-mill office supply store. You can get them at any grocery store these days. 216 more words
Chapter 10: Healing Process
—Hattori Compound 6:50 am–
Satoru breathed heavily as he leaned on his guan’dao for support. Sweat drenched his training garments and his muscles screamed in pain as he stared at his opponent across the training yard. 4,143 more words
Unappreciated Loaf
@eva
“My thirteenth birthday is going to be fucking awesome!” Ernie had proclaimed the week before.
What it’s actually like: a placid, almost morose dinner at The Stewed Prune with the Womacks. 704 more words
The Seven or Eight Deaths of Stella Fortuna by Juliet Grames
“’The Seven or Eight Deaths of Stella Fortuna’ achieves what no sweeping history lesson about American immigrants could: It brings to life a woman that time and history would have ignored.” (Washington Post) 96 more words
