The Mirrors (part one)

Posted by ractrose on 19 May 2020 in Fiction, Novels

        The Mirrors   i.     The odd-job man, today walking the yard setting mole traps. He unbent his back when Charmante called out, “Hey!” The front parlor the same as every day, the chimneypiece and its stony odor, white sheers damping sunlight; the temperature, never mind the bloomed camellias flanking […]