Monthly Archives: July 2014

Cafeen (End)

She had lined up eight interviews for a two hour period. Since she never completed a job interview in less than 20 minutes, she had as usual doomed herself to fall behind. She wasn’t able that morning to pay attention … Continue reading

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Cafeen (Middle)

The winter when Connie was 47 (and Megan 12 and Bill 53) was a harsh one. They had almost twice the normal rainfall, and high winds. There were more power outages that season than in any of the ten years … Continue reading

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Cafeen (Beginning)

She was a very ordinary person. Five and a half feet tall if she stood up straight, Connie usually slumped to about 5’4″. She weighed 165, which on her frame looked like 20 pounds too much. Not enough for obese … Continue reading

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Chatter

Do you remember office telephones that rang aloud so everybody heard? And typewriters with syncopated tones or printers leaving carbon with each word? Remember corporate noise? It’s with us still but changed in character. Today the sounds of officework are … Continue reading

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Blonde

I often watch this woman on the train: a specimen self-confident and fat, of middle height, with features blunt and plain, in jeans and flannel daily. Topping that her hair hangs long and bottle-blonde, still damp from her shampoo. Around … Continue reading

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Of Pot and Peaches (Part 3 of 3)

It took almost 40 years, but Kinsey’s brain blew up last week. I’m always going to wonder if that glass-smashing concussion weakened something in his head. Anyway, he’s not dead yet. That’s why we’re gathered around him, although we’re kind … Continue reading

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Of Pot and Peaches (Part 2 of 3)

Jeff Connor and Mary arrived while we were in the kitchen breaking the kilo into lids. As usual, Kinsey set aside one for the dealer. But it wasn’t until the decadents showed up that we decided to do the whole … Continue reading

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