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My hair turned orange two weeks before freshman year. Like, violently orange โ not the cute strawberry blonde I'd pictured when I bought the dye. My mom took one look and started l...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool party, clutching her towel like a security blanket. The Friday night lights from Jake's backyard made the water sparkle, but her stomach was doin...
Elena watched the fox from her kitchen window, its russet coat catching the last light of dusk as it moved through her garden with practiced silence. Three years of marriage to Mar...
The hat had been my armor since seventh gradeโa beat-up navy beanie with a tiny hole in the back that I'dๆๆ-picked through every awkward conversation. But standing there watching J...
Maria sat on the floor of her half-empty apartment, the cardboard box from the moving company still unpacked after three weeks. At thirty-seven, she hadn't expected to start over, ...
Margaret sat on her porch swing, watching her grandson Leo chasing the family cat through the autumn leaves. The orange tabby, named Pumpkin for his color, had been Margaret's comp...
The alarm screamed at 6:00 AM, and Elena dragged herself out of bed like a zombie risen from the grave. Another Monday, another gray sky pressing against her apartment windows. She...
Maya stood before the social pyramid of Lincoln High, her stomach doing backflips. Freshman year felt like climbing Everest in flip-fopsโevery tier belonged to someone else, and sh...
Maria stood at the edge of the infinity pool, the **water** stretching dark and endless beneath the Egyptian sky. Behind her, the Great **Pyramid** rose from the desert floor, anci...
The dead don't always stay buried. Sometimes they walk among us, wearing business casual, ordering padel at the sports bar like everything's fine. Mark hadn't been himself since t...
Arthur sat in his worn armchair, his golden retriever Barnaby resting his gray muzzle on Arthur's slippered feet. The television flickered with the news, another channel on the cab...
The chlorine stung my eyes, but not as much as seeing Jayden laughing with Skylar by the **pool** edge. Again. "You good, Maya?" Kae asked, floating beside me on her inflatable fl...