The Dark Place

Based on a true story, names have been changed.
When I opened my eyes there was light.
Boston. Matthew’s mother was standing over me. I was on the floor, in a sleeping bag, in the main room of the apartment which was everything, was the kitchen, the living room and the office. I considered her. She held [...]

A Full Ride

This is one short story from a collection of stories.

“My name is Marjorie and my father’s an alcoholic,” I said. I was standing in the basement of the brick church off Elm. I had been in this church once before, a while ago. I went to an afternoon service with a friend and her family. [...]