THE FIRST MOOSE MOIRA EVER SAW WAS DEAD. She was twelve, old to be seeing a first moose, at least for a girl who’d spent her whole life on the Island. But then, moose rarely wandered …
Aiden and I ate kielbasa and crackers in the car while we waited for our dad to come back. We each had a sleeve of crackers open, and took bites from the same coil of kielbasa. Mom said …
Bethany turned over and pulled the pillow over her head, trying to block the irritating moaning coming from the bathroom. Realizing there was no way she’d get back to sleep until after husband Harold left, …
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Wadi Abu Jamil. The Jewish quarter. I had heard that name before and all the tales over coffee in the village were indeed true. Here I was standing in this very place. I …
She raked the room with her eyes quickly, a thick folder wedged under an arm. The hall was brimming, as she’d expected: men and women in austere suits and burnished shoes standing in clusters, clutching the slim stems …
