She slid into the aisle seat. The middle-aged, well-dressed man between her and the train window was staring into an e-reader. She wondered whether the man had ignored her. Was his book an escape or was he contemplating ordinary details of life while blankly staring at pages? Who did he live with? Did he missContinue reading “Symmetry.”
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Island.
She stood nervously in the skirts aisle. Customer sounds surrounded her: the groans of sizes too large, laughter associated with funny fits, grunts of people squeezing into small sizes. The store assistants looked overwhelmed, doing their best to tide through the holiday season. She gripped the skirt and walked with determination to the girl siftingContinue reading “Island.”
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