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Barnaby was a small bear with very big dreams. While other bears dreamed of honey and fish, Barnaby dreamed of swimming. But Barnaby had a secret—he was afraid of water. One warm ...
The motel pool sat stagnant at 3 AM, its surface reflecting the sickly orange glow of the vacancy sign. Martin sat on the concrete edge, legs dangling in the water, fully clothed. ...
Lily had the most extraordinary hair in her whole school. It wasn't brown or blond or red. It was blue—deep, shimmering blue like the ocean on a sunny day. The other children laugh...
The iPhone lay on the bathroom counter like a accusation, its screen lighting up every few minutes with messages she no longer answered. Sarah had started keeping it there three we...
The social pyramid at Riverside Aquatic Center was as clear as the chlorine-blue water. At the top: the Pool Sharks—varsity swimmers with perfect hair and inside jokes. At the bott...
Margaret sat on her porch swing, the iPhone in her lap glowing with another missed FaceTime call from her granddaughter Emma. At 78, she was still adjusting to this glass rectangle...
The marble sphinx had guarded Margaret's garden for forty-seven years, its weathered face watching seasons turn like pages in a book she'd read so many times the binding was fallin...
The summer heat pressed against my skin like an unwanted hug. I stood at the edge of the padel court, clutching my borrowed racquet like it might save me from humiliation. My hair ...
Margaret sat on her back porch watching six-year-old Leo chase fireflies in the twilight. The boy moved with that peculiar, trance-like determination children get when something ma...
Elena smoothed the brim of her grandfather's fedora, the felt soft and worn between her fingers. The hat sat on her desk like a dark crown, a relic from when men wore their secrets...
Maya's stomach did that horrible fluttery thing as she stood in front of the bathroom mirror. Her supposed best friend Sam had convinced her to come to Taylor's end-of-summer party...
Marcus stood in the kitchen at 11:47 PM, staring at the container of organic spinach he'd forgotten to eat again. The expiration date was tomorrow. Everything in their refrigerator...