Stories

The silver-plated serving dish had a smear of tarnish shaped like a thumbprint right near the handle. Vivian did not…

Melissa’s fingers, tipped in perfect shell-pink polish, hovered over the silver frame on my mantelpiece. She slid my wedding photograph…

The tires of my gray Buick crunched over the wet gravel of the Oakridge driveway at half past nine. I…

The black vinyl of the luggage carousel was already hot from the afternoon sun leaking through the high windows. I…

Julian stood by the refrigerator, pulling his coat pockets inside out for the third time. The white silk linings hung…

My five-month-old brother Tommy was shivering so hard his small knees knocked against my collarbone. Aunt Evelyn did not look…

The third yellow onesie had a loose thread near the collar, right where the baby’s chin would rest. I went…

Last Tuesday, I drove to the discount department store on West Avenue and spent thirty-six dollars on three matching royal…

The heavy links of Grant’s gold watch clicked against the marble kitchen island as he snapped his leather briefcase shut.…

The yellow plastic bottle brush slipped from Clara’s hand and splashed into the soapy water, sending suds over the rim…