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Maya's chest burned. She'd been **running** from reality for three weeks, ever since Kai's text lit up her screen: we need to talk. Classic. The universal translation: I'm about to...
Julia stood before the bathroom mirror, running her fingers through graying hair that seemed to thin more each month. At forty-seven, she'd finally stopped dyeing it—let the silver...
The pool shimmered like liquid blue jolly ranchers, and somewhere in the chaos of Tyler's end-of-summer blowout, I was losing my mind. "You gonna actually get in, or just brood b...
I've been **running** from myself for three months now. Literally. Cross-country practice at 6 AM, metaphorically from the truth about who I'm becoming. The Miller's End-of-Summer...
The spinach had been in the crisper drawer for three weeks. Every time Maya opened the refrigerator, she told herself she would make a salad. That was the kind of woman she wanted ...
The glass of water sat untouched on the mahogany table, condensation pooling like unshed tears. Elena watched the droplets trace paths down the surface, thinking how easily things ...
Lily's golden retriever Max was acting very strange. He walked slowly, with stiff legs, and his tail didn't wag. His eyes looked sleepy and far away. "Max looks like a zombie!" Li...
The vitamin shop smelled like artificial orange and desperation—exactly how I felt every day after school. I slipped behind the counter, my neon-green polo practically screaming "a...
Margaret stood at the kitchen window, watching seven-year-old Lily splash in the pool below. The girl's wet hair plastered against her forehead like dark seaweed, and Margaret felt...
Lily loved her wild curly hair that bounced when she laughed. Every morning, she'd run through the meadow behind her house, her hair streaming behind her like a chocolate brown wat...
Elena traced the lifeline on Marcus's palm, the candlelight flickering between them on the hotel balcony. The papaya and mango arranged on the plate between them had grown warm in ...
The pool hadn't been drained in years. Sarah stood at its edge, staring down at the opaque green surface, wondering what else had been left to rot while she was busy running hersel...