The Last Cut
Winter sunlight streamed in through the plate-glass windows at the front of the salon; it was early still, and Eric’s new client Cara—naturally chestnut, ivory skin—sat swathed in a black …
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Winter sunlight streamed in through the plate-glass windows at the front of the salon; it was early still, and Eric’s new client Cara—naturally chestnut, ivory skin—sat swathed in a black …
Read MoreMiraculous in August that the swamplands can support life. In their heat and steam, even marsh marigolds wilt, native birds hide under mud. Twenty years of this climate have driven …
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Read MoreHe drove into Lafayette at dusk, the air thick with swamp bugs outside the windows of his truck. The fights were already on.
Read MoreEver since Madison watched King Kong on TV she’s been having fantasies about scaling the Empire State Building with him. That big ape carrying her into the clouds, clutching her …
Read MoreOn a scale of 1 to 10, with 1 representing “of no interest to me” and 10 representing “of maximum interest to me,” the rapes in my neighbourhood rated a …
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