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Every morning, I line up my vitamins on the kitchen counter - the same ritual for forty years. Robert used to tease me about it, his gentle laughter filling our small kitchen. Now,...
Maya's summer gig as a cable installation assistant was everything she didn't want to be seen doing. Especially the hat—a crushed velvet fedora that made her look like she was abou...
The goldfish had been staring at me for three weeks. Marcus left it behind when he moved out, along with the unpaid utilities and a sense of incompleteness that settled into the ap...
Maya's iphone buzzed in her pocket for the third time in five minutes. Another Instagram notification. Another distraction from the fact that she was currently leaning against the ...
The plastic bag weighed heavy in Maya's hand—sloshing water, one disappointed carnival goldfish, and the crushing realization that her best friend was becoming someone she didn't r...
Lily loved her little goldfish, Goldie. Every day after school, she would sprinkle fish food into the bowl and watch Goldie's orange scales sparkle in the sunlight. But one magical...
The pool at the Hotel Riviera was never meant for swimming. It was something to look at while drinking something overpriced with an umbrella in it, which is exactly what Elena was ...
The corporate pool wasn't what she'd imagined at twenty-two. Elena sat in her car, rain drumming against the windshield, watching her colleagues stream into the office. At forty, s...
Maya found the cat sitting on her desk at 3 AM, its yellow eyes fixed on the window where lightning fractured the sky. She should have been sleeping—presentation at 9, career hangi...
The iPhone screen illuminated Mark's face at 3:14 AM, its blue glow the only light in their bedroom. Sarah's back was turned to him, as it had been for three weeks. Another notific...
Marcus stood in front of the bathroom mirror, swiping deodorant under his arms before first period. His palms were sweating — again. Every time he saw Maya in the hallway, his body...
Maya's first week at Northwood High and she already felt like she was drowning in a sea of faces she didn't know. Her childhood best friend, Chloe—who'd been as loyal as a golden r...