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The office betting pool had reached three thousand dollars. Elena stared at the spreadsheet—names, dates, predictions about who would survive the merger. Her own name appeared in c...
Elena sat at the kitchen island, the papaya sliced open on her plate like a wound she couldn't stop probing. Its seeds glistened black and wet under the harsh overhead light. The a...
The fox appeared at dusk, just as it had every evening for three weeks. Mara watched it from the kitchen window, its russet coat bright against the snow, a spark of wild indifferen...
Maria stood in her mother's bathroom, the fluorescent light humming like an insect trapped in glass. Her mother's hairbrush lay on the counter—white hair coiled around the bristles...
The baseball game crackled from the radio on the porch, third inning, score tied at nothing. Ellie watched the lake through the screen door, the way the water smoothed itself over ...
Mara stood in the produce aisle, staring at the papaya like it might whisper the secrets she'd been avoiding for three months. Since David left. Since she'd become this version of ...
The coaxial cable dangled from Elena's ceiling like a dead snake, its copper end frayed where the dog had chewed through it three months ago. She still hadn't called the cable comp...
The ball hit the wire fence with a dull thud. Elena wiped her sweating palms on her shorts, the synthetic fabric clinging uncomfortably to her skin. Another Sunday padel match with...
Maya sat at the edge of the pool, legs dangling in the chlorinated water, watching the way the ripples distorted her reflection. Her wedding ring glinted on her finger — gold, like...
Mara found the gray hair three weeks after David stopped looking at her. She'd been pulling the coaxial cable from the wall, her fingers stiff with cold, when she caught her refle...
The resort pool was empty at dawn, the water smooth as glass. Elena floated on her back, listening to the distant roar of the ocean beyond the property line. This was supposed to b...
Elena found the hair in the drain the morning after Julian left. Just a few dark strands clinging to the white porcelain, insignificant really, but she couldn't bring herself to wa...