The Right Front Corner

  Nick sat with his chin propped on his stacked fists in the back of Mrs. Humphrey’s home room class.  He stared at Molly.  Long, sleek black hair in a pony tail tied with a red ribbon, her back ruler straight. A construction paper heart dangled from the ceiling over her head. The white bag sat so close to the front right corner of her desk a light breeze from Mrs. Humphrey’s ample hips walking past would topple it. The bakery was a couple blocks from his house. Nick stopped every day, leaving a nose print and chubby handprints on […]

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Susan Mallory

Susan wiped the hot tears that threatened to erupt down her face as she walked out of Pastor James’s office and back through the sanctuary.    A heel got caught in  the grout between the stones of the floor.  She stumbled, landing on her knees, tearing her stockings.  She got up and rushed out of the sanctuary.  The snow was still falling, harder and wetter now.  She pulled her scarf over her head to try to stay dry and rushed across the street dodging traffic. Her apartment was four blocks away.  She hurried, sliding on the wet sidewalk.    She […]

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