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Candles and Shoes

He convinced the grudging attic door open with his shoulder. The narrow wooden stair groaned under his weight, causing him to wince.

Paint and perfume triggered memory. “Stella,” he whispered.

Winter light cast long Continue reading Candles and Shoes

The Joy of Giving

Uncle Neal insisted she come to the East Village for a visit. “You have to come, Tina. You just have to.”

Tina held her breath and bugged her eyes out. “I can’t come today. I’m sorry.” She went down her mental checklist. There was so much still to do. And don’t forget Continue reading The Joy of Giving