No Flowers by RequestAnne Goodwin Had my highlights not been in need of attention, I might never have known of Mr. Blenkinsop’s demise. I don’t normally patronise the local rag but I was marooned at the hairdresser’s and some other woman had nabbed last...
Artificial, IntelligibleTimothy Ryan —Adrianne?—Yes, Mom, it’s me.—Adrianne, is that you?—Yes, Mom, you can open the door.—Wonderful, Adrianne, yes, yes, of course, it’s been so long–—How are you today, Mom? I brought over the honey you like from Mr....
Disowning Her Father, Made EasyAnastasia Jill Her father spent years askingher, “Read the book I wrote.It will tell you everythingyou need to know.” Words tinted like a windowdidn’t wait for her to touch a pagebefore they jumped,with sharpened clawsand...