I’ve always known I was adopted. My adoptive parents, Earl and Charlene, were great. There were never any secrets, they told me about my birth parents and answered any questions I had starting when I was very young. I was told they were both killed in a car accident when I was just an infant … Continue reading The long way home
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By the bell
Avery didn’t notice the piece of paper tucked under her windshield wiper until she was already in her car, keys in the ignition. It was Greek Week on campus and she thought it was probably a amateurish flyer advertising some sophomoric house party. Opening her car door without turning off the engine, Avery reached around … Continue reading By the bell
It’s for you
What came before: Dinner Party At 9:34 a.m. sharp, the phone hanging on the wall at B.A.M. comics book shop began ringing, its cartoon ringtone especially loud in the nearly empty store. That Clarence had managed to rig the vintage phone to play the Animaniacs theme song was a source of pride for him, and … Continue reading It’s for you
Checking it twice
“Is he in there?” Astrid demanded. “Don’t bother him, he’s busy making toys,” Karol said, blocking entrance to the workshop. “That’s an outright lie,” Astrid tried elbowing past Mrs Claus. “He hasn’t ‘made’ any toys since Tamagotchis were hot. I know he outsources everything, he does it all the time.” “And what if he does?” … Continue reading Checking it twice
Dressing for dinner
The turkey carcass was picked cleaner then if it had been devoured by starving piranhas. Crusty pans and bowls, devoid of any food scraps, along with empty plates, crumb-coated utensils, and greasy serving platters were precariously stacked in an overflowing sink - an Oneida and Corelle homage to the sacrificial bird. Celebrants, sated into tryptophanic … Continue reading Dressing for dinner
Snake in the grass
More from the Dinner Party... “What is on my schedule today, Jasper?” Augustine Stiles pronouncement the word “shed-yool,” regardless of the fact he was born in the U.S. midwest. Mr. Stiles was dressed for the day in khaki twill pants pressed with razor-sharp creases, and a white Oxford shirt accented with a blue and yellow … Continue reading Snake in the grass