Boston Avant-Garde 6: Chiaroscuro - Plot & Excerpts
She’d manned her booth on Artists’ Row for several hours before stopping by to finalize a few sales at the gallery. Now she was home to enjoy some peace and quiet. Being alone didn’t usually bother her. Selena was constantly teasing Mattie that she lived like a hermit in the woods, but Mattie enjoyed feeling close to nature. Now, the house felt empty and cold despite the flames crackling merrily in the stone fireplace. She’d grown up in the old house with her grandmother and her twin spinster great aunts. It had been filled with love and laughter and the kind of squabbling that always happens when too many cackling hens occupy the same kitchen. The women in their family didn’t have much luck with men. Her grandfather had died with his young son in a car accident, leaving his wife and daughter behind. Not long after, her grandmother’s twin sisters had moved in. Both of her aunts had lost young men in Vietnam, though Mattie had often suspected they’d lost the same man. The twins had quarreled over everything in life with a certain amount of relish that suggested they enjoyed it.
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