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Corner roses

October 14, 2007

As Mary searched for the perfect half-dozen lavender roses at the flower stand outside her office, she said, “I’m just not finding what I’m looking for here.”

“That’s because I’ve been keeping the best ones back here.” With a flourish, Sherman presented her the six-stem bouquet, no bruised petals, no brown edges. “I even broke off the thorns for you.”

Mary reached for her wallet, but he waved.

“They’re on me. Beautiful roses for my most beautiful customer.”

When her husband called, she sent him straight to voicemail. After all, she couldn’t remember the last time he’d brought her flowers.

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If only

October 6, 2007

If only the sun’s rays could cut, she thought, this particular Fall light could pierce me, this light that lies orange against the trees. My eyes would drift shut, and the last thing I would see is the cornflower sky.

If only she would look at me, he thought.

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Crabwalk

September 30, 2007

At 4 a.m., your shell rested. I felt it arrive next to me, brittle and sandy. In the morning, shortly after I made eggs for us, you dashed toward the front door without stopping to eat. I grabbed your hand, but you kept going, skittering sideways toward the tide of the day. When I made the bed, I took some of the sand from the sheets, put it in my pocket, and rubbed the grains between my fingers until the skin split open. My fingers stung, but all things considered, that was the least of my problems.

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