In Heels by Hobie Anthony
She left her shoes on the corner every time she took me up to her room. The desk clerk had been paid off so that she could walk barefoot whenever she wanted.
Pamela Painter and Randall Brown
Peace My daughter built a wall across the basement with an overturned couch, cushions, blankets, a table on its side. A peace line, she called it. It had taken Missy an entire afternoon, but finally she allowed her brother and me to visit. Enchanted, Dell asked...
The Girl In Purple by Bobbie Ann Mason
Near dawn, Dennis Moore saw the iron gate to the courtyard inch open and the wisp of a girl squeeze through, clanging the gate behind her. Two minutes later, on the boardwalk, she halted as if for an invisible dog, then resumed her dog-walker gait. He followed her... The Boy Ran in the Street by Ann Bogle
The boy ran in the street. The boy ran faster than the breed dog. The boy knew a few dogs. The boy had no feeling against dogs.
First Time by Grant Faulkner
Gerard sat next to the old woman at the hotel bar, staring at the soft creases around her eyes as if they were exotic etchings.