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Into the Woods

The darkness of mid-Tuesday afternoon, fall's electrocuted

Silent E

Small creatures, moon-shaped and pearly-white, burrow

The Halter

Dick Armstrong ran a thick hand over his thinning hair. He'd

Exhibit

Elise shoves her gloved hands into her parka pockets to still their trembling and wavers at the bottom of the staircase

Young Hennerly

He watched her, wondering how long he could wait for her to speak.

Secrets

It was late in the afternoon when he entered the cafe. He

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