Marna was a peaceable person; at least, she had always considered herself so. But at the moment, a bone-wracking anger possessed her entirely. She struggled to keep her voice mild. “Put the knife down unless you intend to use it.” Seonid’s hand shook on the haft of the knife. Her fierce glare withered. She dropped … Continue reading A Peaceable Person
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The Alley
The first time I saw the alley, I was nine years old. My mother and father were fighting, and I ran out of our rented brownstone in tears. Their voices jangled in my ears like glass on paving stones. At the corner I turned right instead of left, and there it was. The entrance was … Continue reading The Alley