Issue 138

Summer & Fall 2010

Fiction Eileen Cherry-Chandler Fiction Eileen Cherry-Chandler

Rosalind's Song

Late one Saturday afternoon, a muffled blast of thunder shook Helene’s Beauty Nook. It rattled my young head, which was soon to be layered with some caustic potion, as well as the windowpanes frosted by the clear bleeding sweetness of the November rain. Our lights winked and glowed brighter as darkness consumed the blurry world outside the crowded little storefront salon owned by my grown-up cousin Claude.

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