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Arthur stood in his garden, examining the tender spinach seedlings pushing through soil he'd tended for forty years. His granddaughter Emma sat on the porch, swinging her legs and ...
I won my fifth goldfish at the school carnival while Tyler—the junior varsity baseball pitcher with the ridiculous eyelashes—watched from behind the funnel cake stand. I was pretty...
The hat lay on the entryway table, its brim still bent from where she'd crushed it against her chest while crying. Elena picked it up, tracing the worn leather with trembling finge...
Young Mia discovers an old, glowing padel washed up on the shore of Silver Lake. When she picks it up, it whispers secrets of the underwater world. "You can see beneath the waves,...
The fox appeared at the garden's edge every Tuesday, like clockwork. Eleanor watched from her office window, the one that overlooked her husband's meticulously landscaped backyard....
I never thought I'd be the girl who projectile-sprayed fruit chunks across the entire junior varsity swim team. But there I was, standing by the snack table at Jake's end-of-summer...
At eighty-two, Margaret still tended her backyard vegetable patch with the same determination she'd used raising five children. The spinach was coming in nicely this year—dark gree...
Maya's thumbs hovered over her iPhone, the Instagram story she'd spent twenty minutes editing still feeling inadequate. The pool party at Jake's house was supposed to be the kickba...
The corporate retreat was being held at a faux-rustic lodge where every surface was polished to an impossible sheen. Elena stood in front of the bathroom mirror, compulsively smoot...
The pool water was colder than she expected, but Elena kept swimming anyway. Each stroke was a rebellion against the empty hotel room upstairs, against the text message she'd sent ...
Lily loved sitting on her porch steps, watching the stars twinkle above the tall palm tree in her yard. Every evening, she'd wave at the brightest star, whispering, "Make a wish wi...
Summer before sophomore year, and somehow I'd gotten roped into hosting the end-of-school pool party. My best friend Maya was already spamming my phone with updates. "Dude, your W...