Kelly Luce books

Three Scenarios in Which Hana Sasaki Grows a Tail

“Toilet’s broke,” she called, testing him. She waited, imagining the serrated tone he used to correct her English when he was upset. BrokEN. He poked his head into the tiny room. “Why am I not surprised? What’s wrong with it?” “The flusher. It’s not flushing.” She wiggled the handle. Water sighed...