Surreal

§tandby - The Kindness

The cold had got into the carriage and stayed. The bulb in the roof flickered and held. His left side was a cold weight he sat beside. His right hand...

§tandby - The Thinning

The gray had been going by a long time. He did not know how long. Time was one of the things that had stopped coming when he reached for it. He sat...
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§tandby - The Stop He Knew

The train went on and he did not count the seats again. He had counted them twice and got two numbers and there was no third number in him to try...
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The Woven Void Within

How does one explain something so intrinsic, something so fundamental? How does one put words to a feeling, a fact, that they have known all of their...
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Cherry

§tandby - The Carriage

The gray pressed at the window and did not change. The floor shuddered under his slippers with the weight of the train, and still the gray outside...
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§tandby - The Light

The lights went at twenty to seven, the same as the night before and the night before that, and Margaret had the candles up before the picture had...
Cherry

Heel - § 5: The First Day

They drove out to Hollis Ward's on a Saturday in October with the windows down and Denny up on his knees in the back seat the whole way, too wound up...
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Cherry

Heel - § 4: The Noticing

The church supper was over and the men had gone out to the lot to stand around the cars, and the kitchen behind them was close with steam and loud...
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Heel - § 3: The Act

Arlene's kitchen was yellow and had been yellow as long as Lorraine had been coming to it, a soft butter color on the walls and a deeper one in the...
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