Pictures of You

The music doesn’t skip to a stop like it does in the movies. Although everyone does turn and gawk. I am, after all, a very gawk-worthy girl. Terrified eyes, covered mouths, close whispers. I hate them all. Vice Principal Moyers straightens, her smile vanishing as she sets her shoulders back. Her face wears the pain... Continue Reading →

Borrowed Time

Alecia gripped my arm, just above the elbow, nails digging. I thought she was going to rip through my shirt. “Mom, Dad. This is Justin.” “Hi Justin.” Her father bolted across the room with a board meeting smile. “I’ve heard a lot about you.” Luckily, I'd been prepped for his vice-grip handshake. I braced myself,... Continue Reading →

Molly

I’m at my mailbox, tearing into a letter I’ve been expecting when I turn and find Molly Martinez standing in the road like she’d been expecting it too. It’s funny but not so funny. Because I kind of blame Molly for my predicament here. I mean, if I hadn’t walked into that lab that day…if... Continue Reading →

The Tutor

The apartment is crowded so I take a walk down the street. Earbuds in, Young Rif on blast in my ears. I set out just to get out, wandering around looking at the houses at the end of the street. No duplexes, nice lawns and they all have dogs, mostly little scrappy ones, like this little... Continue Reading →

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