Tag Archives: Alle C. Hall

Girl Feelings

We were in Manhattan when I started spotting. Everything about our pregnancy had been we. “We’re pregnant,” we told Aunt Lucy at lunch, breaking the three-month rule because we weren’t in Manhattan that often. We told Cliff’s parents, his cousins. … Continue reading

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The Brass Ring

I wasn’t going to be A Wife. Wives applied orange lipstick in the rearview mirror while driving. They used the lipsticking hand to whap their kids. I wouldn’t own a car. I wouldn’t wear lipstick. I certainly wouldn’t marry. Wives … Continue reading

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