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Pentangle

I returned from home to a place that wasn’t. This contagion of constantly having to leave, to wander aimlessly is a family thing. I learned it from studying the genealogy. I think this is an inherited trait from the maternal … Continue reading

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The Last Lunch

As the meteor that would end life on earth hurtled toward the Miracle Mile, I called Judy at work and asked her to pick up Chris at Fairfax High. I’d get our usual sandwiches at Canter’s and we’d have a … Continue reading

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The Detective

His fedora sagged about his head, dripping water across the floor. His trench coat, too, was sodden, and here and there wisps of steam rose off it, escaping into the coal-black air. His revolver looked intact, but the cartridges had … Continue reading

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Bananas

Whenever it gets too snowy, too cold, too windy, she goes shopping. Mind you, she doesn’t need a thing. She has everything—a hunka-hunka husband, a set of twin boys, who keep her busy taking pictures of their constant boredom; a … Continue reading

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The Contents

After the tremors and reverberations of the explosions have passed, Mr. Beauchamp emerges, brave on feeble legs, from the tiny flea circus of a studio overlooking Beirut. His grey beard is somber enough for the occasion, thick with saline as … Continue reading

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Couched

After he deposits her at the therapist’s office, he goes down to the bookstore cafe and settles in for an afternoon coffee. Before very long, the therapist shows up and she’s with him. They look like a couple, out for … Continue reading

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Tomorrow is a Long Time

The meditation center was small: white stucco, red tile roof, an iron fence around the parking lot. Tiny curled leaves from someone else’s trees were scattered across the parking lot, along with dates from the palms, fallen months ago and … Continue reading

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