A Taste of Salt by Hannah Storm
Leia has loathed seagulls since the last time she went to the beach with her dad.
Box by Natalie Warther
We emptied an old bankers box and put our parents inside. First his, then mine. They shook their fists, but they were no bigger than salt and pepper shakers, so, really, what could they do?
Tell Us Three Things About Yourself, One of Which is a Lie by Sharon Telfer
One: my grandmother was a Russian countess. She smoked gold-tipped cigarettes that jabbed from her mouth like blackened twigs.
A Place So Far Away It Was Already Tomorrow by Edie Meade
Daddy spent the winter planning our move to Australia, a place so far away it was already tomorrow.
Olla’s Daughter by Dara Elerath
I may be your mother, but there’s nothing wrong with me enjoying the company of another woman’s daughter.