Monthly Archives: August 2014

The Lost Boy

He touched me, with his plaintive attitude, his passive grief about his wayward son, his collared shirt, his wide-waled pants, his mood responsive, his decision none. I heard him call his home, and there record a message on his answering … Continue reading

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How it Was for the Parents (Part 3 of 3)

The day of the party dawned gorgeous. In fact, everything went perfectly until Anne saw the baby. Melissa hadn’t allowed anyone to meet Suzanne before the reception, and then she introduced her child by placing the bundle in her best … Continue reading

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How it Was for the Parents (Part 2 of 3)

The procedure took place at the reproductive clinic. Melissa had continued with her thermometer and medication; they pinpointed her ovulation to occur that day. They had thought Keith would be on the table next to hers. But he had to … Continue reading

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How it Was for the Parents (Part 1 of 3)

Once upon a time a captain of industry met a queen of fashion. This was in the early post-industrial age, in north central California, in the county of Marin. The captain, a bit of a pirate named Keith, was actually … Continue reading

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Moonshine

The August fog envelops us at night so we are blanketed and see no stars, and even when the moon is full, her light appears a glow and hides her face. Like Mars and Venus indistinct and unaware, but inattention … Continue reading

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Stheno, Euryale, and Medusa

Imagine females trickier than sin whose visages can petrify a man uncowed by fear. Envision silky skin as gray as wasting death. Now if you can embellish them with snakes instead of hair: Set vipers undulating round their heads; let … Continue reading

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The View from Valerie (III of III)

Meanwhile, she began to agree with her father about the divorce. Wayne grew happier the longer he was apart from Sandy, and he gave Valerie much better attention. Sandy continued to be coldly practical and inattentive. Wayne fell in love … Continue reading

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The View from Valerie (II of III)

Valerie’s time then was spent in a cycle of size-limited classes at her neighborhood school, afternoon lessons in music, riding, and art, and family time filled overtly with quality TV and national-park vacations and covertly with bickering. Her father was … Continue reading

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The View from Valerie (I of III)

A lot of kids grow up early – old people would know this if they paid attention or remembered – and girls mature sooner than boys. But Valerie was exceptional; she was born old. Her infancy was observant and her … Continue reading

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Sisters

Our mother bore six babies in one birth. Each ovary produced three daughters, same as self. She loosed our legend on the earth, by issue hideous and triplet name. We three are Graeae for our ashen tone, who share among … Continue reading

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