The metronome ticking away, feigning patience counted each second wasted on starts and stops. Lilah's focus long left the room, replaying Snow White in her head from beginning to end. Her singing teacher, Mister Rogers as she called him, was unfortunately left with the lit vacant house, "Now take a breath, use your diaphragm and … Continue reading Anyone home?
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She pinched the brown pine needles between her fingers and turned them upside down, tracing circles in the tablecloth like a compass. On an invisible map, she charted her course, and longed to be in some new world. Far away from blaring speakers, beer bottles and wild unruly children. Yet, some small contentment came from … Continue reading Heatwave
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