We did very little to or with each other, but we were happy to have people think we did a lot.
“My Purple Scented Novel” by Ian McEwan (2016)
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We did very little to or with each other, but we were happy to have people think we did a lot.
“My Purple Scented Novel” by Ian McEwan (2016)
There was a certain kind of laughter that, in children, was a howl.
“Buttony” by Fiona McFarlane
There was a certain kind of laughter that, in children, was a howl.
“Buttony” by Fiona McFarlane
She clapped her hands five times in the rhythm that meant they must be quiet and copy her. They were quiet, but they didn’t copy her. She saw the way they looked at her; she saw their fury.
“Buttony” by Fiona McFarlane
She clapped her hands five times in the rhythm that meant they must be quiet and copy her. They were quiet, but they didn’t copy her. She saw the way they looked at her; she saw their fury.
“Buttony” by Fiona McFarlane
The mere passage of time makes us all exiles.
The mere passage of time makes us all exiles.
This girl, he liked her is the truth. He liked the way her hair rolled all the way down her back in big curls, like water over rocks. He watched her lock the car and hit the button twice, like she wasn’t sure she’d done it correctly. Everything about her seemed unsure and fragile, but she was open; that was what he sensed. He said, Hey, and she turned toward him without fear, despite everything—him, with the county wristband, filthy, soaked in sweat.
This girl, he liked her is the truth. He liked the way her hair rolled all the way down her back in big curls, like water over rocks. He watched her lock the car and hit the button twice, like she wasn’t sure she’d done it correctly. Everything about her seemed unsure and fragile, but she was open; that was what he sensed. He said, Hey, and she turned toward him without fear, despite everything—him, with the county wristband, filthy, soaked in sweat.