Musings
Maybe… maybe I’ll be the one he’ll stick with? Maybe I’ll meet his high standards? Maybe I’ll be good enough?
Musings
Diploma in hand, husband at my side, cape on my back, I was ready to conquer the world
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On the House
“I... how often are you thinking of hosting events like these? I mean, they’re wonderful, and they do bring in business, it’s just... whatever”
On the House
She had so many ideas, so much passion — and she was going to funnel it all into a random project that meant nothing to anybody
Screen Safer
“I want to help you, Mendy,” I said. “But this isn’t the best place for this conversation”
Screen Safer
Without waiting for me to ask a single question, everything that led up to Chesky’s expulsion came tumbling out
Jr. Serial
How long will we be trapped here, anyway? What if the men don’t come back for days? Will we starve?
Jr. Serial
Except that… it doesn’t look like the Abba I know. It’s him, but without a beard. And without a yarmulke
Side-by-Side
It’s scary, it’s rare — oh yeah, there are only a few hundred people in the world that have this condition The yellow marker on the floor stares at me, begging me to cover it so it doesn’t dry out. But I can’t. I’ve finally lain down on the couch, and I just can’t muster up
Side-by-Side
The impact that the fat makes on baked goods ranges from the flavor it imparts to the texture it contributes
F is for Friendship
“But, but….” I sounded like the sputtering last cup of soda in a slush machine. “That doesn’t make any sense,” I finally said
F is for Friendship
Tzivi wasn’t the writer, I thought. I glanced around the classroom. That left twenty-two other girls. Well, twenty-one because it wasn’t Penina
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