The stuffy sweet smell of vanilla, cinnamon, and fermenting milk greets us two blocks ahead of Dave’s Ice Cream Shoppe. I peel back the...

Sorry for ranting my best friend texts me. It’s the same phrase I sent her two nights ago. We always are sorry, apologetic for texting...

My seat is taken and I stand in the doorway staring. I always sit in the same seat. I know she sees me looking at her but I don’t make...

In this desert town, an oasis finally appeared as a text, inviting her for a girls’ night out. Maggie read it twice to make sure it was...

"I thought I'd have to die to get you to visit again," your mother says. Her tone is merry, but her eyes are stiff, like stone. You...

My grandfather was known as a straight shooter - even with me, his only granddaughter. He taught me venison was Santa's reindeer;...

Melody sat under the single lightbulb in her garage, edged between the space heater and the last pumpkin left in the bin at Trader Joes....

The afternoon was scalding and inhospitable. The man and the woman walked slowly down the sidewalk. They walked in silence, looking...

Eyes wide as I gaze out of the bus window, the city looks perfect. The streets are an elaborate movie set, come to life, creating...

Marla parked between the yellow lines and slid out of her Jetta, the April breeze teasing her long blond hair. She wore a leather jacket...

There is pulp in the lemonade. Celeste frowns; she does not like pulp. She places the cold drink on the wicker side table. It has a glass...

I see you on the train with the run in your black tights and the blob of soggy Cheerios hanging from the pocket of your over-worn...