Dishes are piled up in the sink. Clothes are spilling over the edges of hampers. White fluffs of dog fur cover the floor. Emails are unwritten. Texts have been ignored. Deadlines remain unmet. This is my life right now. Like many, I’m saddened by the state of...
Against the Grain I furtively slipped the letter onto Rose’s desk just as the class was heading out to recess. I immediately heard a tinny voice from behind me ask, “What’s that?” Oh, dear God, it was Janey. My face flushed hot and I mumbled, “Nothing.” But Janey...
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