Again. I’m hoping to eat with Em and Chloe because it’s not a Grease rehearsal day, but instead of sitting down with their lunches, they head toward the main stairs. “Where are you guys going? Do you have another rehearsal?” I ask. “It’s not that.” Chloe twists her fingers together. “What is it?”...
I swayed back and forth, my eyes closed so tightly I saw stars. “You are faithful beyond measure.” I sang the lines again and looked over the desert. The night’s velvet darkness had retreated, taking with it the fleeting dew, leaving the air so dry it felt fiery in my lungs. Each morning after th...
Dew soaks through my T-shirt, causing goose bumps to form up my legs. The frog croaks high and light, not soft like the peepers, or throaty like the bullfrog. I edge closer, slowly, shivering in the damp grass, legs tangled in wet skirt. The frog has shiny webbed feet, no definitive spots or stri...