Mayvis hit the butt of her joke just as Lori tossed a handful of pumpkin seeds into her mouth. Lori inhaled for a laugh, taking several whole seeds down her throat. She exploded like a bomb. The remaining seeds splattered all over the couch. She grabbed her throat, like that would help. Mayvis was still … Continue reading Taking Root
Jake was first. He woke one morning with a loose tooth. It was a baby tooth, so we didn’t think much of it at the time. A few days later, five more were in the same condition. It was time to call the dentist. “Ah, yeah, his permanent teeth are close enough. We can pull … Continue reading Baby Teeth
I was in the mood for television and a stiff drink, but everyone seemed excited to hunt snipes, so I slid on my new north face coat and boots. “Mom, we’re going out hunting snipes. We’ll be back.” Mom and her sister, Liana, poked their head out from the kitchen, both holding a glass of … Continue reading Santa’s Sleigh
I saw her when I was on my morning jog down the beach. The sand between my toes, cradling my wide feet while the sun rose over the edge of the ocean. The pink shawl she wore danced on the breeze. What a beauty. Dark lashes, silk hair. I wondered what her story was. As … Continue reading Beach Bum
Becka kicked Harley’s leg under the table. Harley choked down her water. “Hey!” “Nails and sushi after school?” Becka raised her eyebrows. Harley took a long drink of water. Pretended to snub her off. “Hey dork. Pleeeease. I don’t want to be bored today.” Harley softened her posture. “You know I can’t resist sushi. First … Continue reading Sushi, yeah?
Chelsea knocks. “Can I borrow your hair dryer? Mine just stopped working.” I answer her through the closed door. “Not right now.” “What do you mean?” Chelsea wiggles the handle. “B, let me in.” I’ve jammed the chair in front of it, so it doesn’t budge. “What the hell?” I don’t respond. I thumb through … Continue reading Startled
You should move back home, they say. Surely there’s someone you can call, they say. As if age has anything to do with anything. I’m eighteen so I must have two parents and be getting ready for college? What if my parents died when I was five, and because I had no family willing to … Continue reading Me and You