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Mary Wolf

It did. Those people must have a lot of money. They don’t. Not anymore. Look closer and see that the skylights leak. Dried puddles stain the ceiling. The fenders are dented, the paint is peeling, the curtains have shattered from the heat of the sun. A crack sneaks relentlessly across the windshie...

Mary Wolf by Grant, Cynthia D.
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Uncle Vampire

When I wake up crying in the night, Maggie comforts me. She holds my hand while I fall asleep. We live in a small house across from a park. I watch the children riding on the swings, the little girls climbing into the sky. I see a psychologist three times a week. I’m out of school, on independent...

Uncle Vampire by Grant, Cynthia D.
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Shadow Man

You can see where the truck hit. The bark’s scraped off. There’s broken glass all over the ground. Otherwise you’d never know that something bad had happened here. I had to come see it for myself, to see if I could, I don’t know … believe what’s happened. I mean, I know he’s dead. I’ve seen his t...

Shadow Man by Grant, Cynthia D.
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Phoenix Rising

I wouldn’t have been a bit surprised if he’d tailed us in an unmarked car. Bloomfield was wearing his jeans jacket and looked ultracool in blue. It was the first time we’d ever gone out of town together and I felt like—It’s a good thing nobody can read my mind. I was pretending we were married. O...

Phoenix Rising by Grant, Cynthia D.
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The Cannibals

We were all so excited before she showed up on the set today to have publicity pictures taken. Everybody, except Campbell, was waiting outside the gym, including hundreds of junior high school kids waving Little Tina Fan Club signs. The tech crew made everybody stand behind barricades so they cou...

The Cannibals by Grant, Cynthia D.
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The White Horse

There was no one to help, nowhere to put the baby down. She had to do everything with one arm, while the other held the baby to her chest. The first night at the shelter, she hardly slept. She walked the baby so she wouldn’t cry. Her body was exhausted but her mind felt peaceful. There wasn’t tim...

The White Horse by Grant, Cynthia D.

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