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Tough

The thing about Frankie was she rolled her eyes every time I added something to a conversation. She never laughed at my jokes, and she never looked me in the eye. I thought it was because I was a little too obvious about my attraction to her. She was brilliant,...

View from a Bridge

The French called it l’appel du vide. The call of the void. Becky always felt it. When they started their midnight walk, she didn’t know they would end up at the bridge, but it made sense. Adam was the kind of guy who used everything you told him against you at some...

Want

We were going out for drinks. That was all. Just to see if we were both alright. This was after our break up and after the crying. We eyed the subway signs as they passed the window. All the numbers going up. Our hands found each other, but she wouldn’t look me in the...

Watching

From the top of the stairs, Tom watched as they were introduced. He always knew Katherine would meet Diane at some point. Their circles of friends were far too close for them to stay strangers forever. Diane had been in his life for years and had been his lover once....

What’s In a Name

I moved forward, and she moved back until she was against the wall, and I was pressing against her. "I didn’t do anything," she mumbled, hardly audible. I smacked her once, and her eyes bulged. Her knees gave a little, but I held her up by her hip....

What You Are in the Dark

Have you ever seen a ghost? I have. It changed my life. I got to New York in September, which, honestly, is the best time to be in New York. The leaves were changing. The air was crisp. I was twenty-five and had just gotten my first real job and little apartment up in...