Are You Adaptable (part two)

Are You Stories Are You Adaptable (part two)               If it were possible for a knock to seem unfamiliar, this one did, coming louder. Beloye fluffed hair from the collar of her dress. (Still one earring.) She edged by the footrest of Dan’s recliner, and he tapped her hip […]

Are You Adaptable (part one)

Are You Stories Are You Adaptable (part one)                     She thought, “Do Tolhursts really deserve accessories?” The scarf was too much…it seemed crocheted from pillow stuffing, and bore the handicrafted preciosity of the chronically regifted gift. A Tolhurst gift. Not even a real one. Last Thanksgiving, […]

The Ad Said (conclusion)

Short Stories The Ad Said (part two)           They’d giggled at first, when Hettie’s heeled shoe, then Hermie’s, slipped in patches of mud, hidden where tractors mowing had mashed the weeds into hummocky rows. It got old, by the time they’d scrabbled over the second fence. They’d pieced their way down […]

The Ad Said (part one)

Short Stories The Ad Said (part one)                 The ad said, “Girls wanted. Good wages. Steady hours.” It said also: “Must pass physical exam.” “You’re crazy.” Their mother. “Come on!” Hester smacked Hermina’s arm. “Let’s go down to the corner.” Here, at the drugstore, they sometimes took a […]

Please Help (conclusion)

Short Stories Please Help (part four)             Their names, but he might have got them wrong…he only heard what he thought he heard…were Katrina and Lusanne. Maybe Katherina was the name of his girlfriend. Her sister had been here longer, and her accent was easier, but her name was harder […]

Please Help (part three)

Short Stories Please Help (part three)             The glass door lurched itself open, and Milton spent some change on a 7-Up, chugging it down before moving from the hot foyer to the cold inside. It occurred to him now—too late—that maybe the guy’s instruction had been literal. Maybe there’d been […]

Please Help (part two)

Short Stories Please Help (part two)             “Give him the phone. I like it.” The crouching man stood. He gave Milton a face that didn’t smile, but suppressed amusement. “Yeah, bud…think you can remember what I look like?” “No, look…” Echoing her—the one who seemed, for their short acquaintance, almost […]

Please Help (part one)

Short Stories Please Help (part one)                 The accent came fleetingly to his attention…and he saw no reason to care about it. People came from different places. Milton’s hand moved fish-like, a swath of metal buttons cleared by the gesture. Everywhere they wanted punch-codes. Easy getting them, though. […]

Tourmaline: Cadisk (part three)

Tourmaline Cadisk (conclusion)               “I don’t think, in all this time, you’ve had a visitor.” “Do I have a visitor?” If Moody had a point, he would never come to it, she knew. “Do you want a visitor?” “In one of the rooms, you mean?” On rare walks to […]

Tourmaline: Cadisk (part two)

Tourmaline Cadisk (part two)         Or poetry, as Anton had. A last testament, as Frederick. If you were busy matching colored squares, you might ignore permission to write. As you liked. The other person she saw, was the Hidtha woman who came to take up sheets and towels, replace them. It was […]