suitcase off the belt, and their eyes met across the stale-smelling room full of crying children in ...
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body lay still on the ground down below. I clasped my hands tight on my belly, and they felt like they ...
it!” Bad Boy kept barking his electric barks that rattled his whole body and split the close air in her ...
bodies. I saw more of my students, waved, chatted, and read the text messages of the woman who was ...
I observed a break in the grass that might have been made if someone were trying to haul away a goddamn body ...
Matt Wood Wednesday, November 3, 2010 Blog This piece by Laura Miller will get a lot of attention because of her outright contempt for NaNoWriMo, but I like her argument in favor of celebrating readers--the real endangered literary species--instead of wri ...
there they are, a row of glass cases along one side of the nave. Like children at the aquarium, we crowd ...
from the east. Shadows are just beginning, and I turn toward my own long body distended across the BMW ... up on Capitol Hill, the place where they’d found her body in the hallway. He slowed, and we both ...