Category: Snapshots of Fiction
Posted on June 8, 2015
Simpler and Simpler
Simpler and Simpler Heavy clouds press down on the house and fields. The animals clomp around in their muddy pens, their coats sodden. It is cold in my chair near the window, but I sit close …
Updated on April 18, 2015
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The door to the mercantile swung open, admitting the afternoon heat and dust from the prairie town’s main street. “Afternoon, Mabel.” Oh, Lord, give me strength. Ada Macon, the Sheriff’s wife, dragged the hem of her skirt across the …