Category Archives: Story

Fifteen – 05

[This post is from Neve’s point of view.] Sleep wouldn’t come, no matter how long she lay there in the dark, staring at the ceiling—and it seemed like it was forever.  Eventually, Neve got up and put on her shoes, … Continue reading

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Fifteen – 04

[This post is from Neve’s point of view.] “Do you think I should?”  Tory’s hand covered hers, his calloused fingers flexing to squeeze hers.  He was so like his father, she reflected as she stared at his hand for a … Continue reading

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Fifteen – 03

[This post is from Neve’s point of view.] Tory stared at her in silence, wide-eyed and slack-jawed, for long enough that she thought that she’d erred in telling him.  Finally, though, he cleared his throat and croaked, “Me and Lin?  … Continue reading

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Fifteen – 02

[This post is from Neve’s point of view.] Tory’s brow furrowed deeply.  “My cousin?  But—Mum.  I didn’t think I had any cousins.  Whose is he?  Uncle Seamus or Uncle Teague’s?” “Neither.” Her son frowned.  “But you—you only have two brothers, … Continue reading

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Fifteen – 01

[This post is from Neve’s point of view.] “Who are the strangers, Mum?  Why are they here?” Neve froze for a few seconds at the sound of her son’s voice, relief warring with sudden anguish.  Of course he’d have heard … Continue reading

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Fourteen – 06

[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] In truth, the universe never had. There was a lot that my parents had never talked about, other things that they’d committed to writing without speaking of them—but then there … Continue reading

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Fourteen – 05

[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] She was gone when I opened my eyes again.  I didn’t know how long I’d slept, just that the ache had started to recede at least a little and that … Continue reading

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Fourteen – 04

[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] When the darkness lifted, I was in bed, bundled in blankets, listening to the sound of distant crickets and the wind in the trees.  Every inch of me hurt—hurt more … Continue reading

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Fourteen – 03

[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] “Lin, dammit, slow down.” I ignored Tory, my head down as I kept walking.  I was determined to get back—hopefully before he and Anne had the time to ask more … Continue reading

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Fourteen – 02

[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] Their voices followed me as I walked and I winced, knowing that whatever respite I’d hoped to garner wasn’t going to come. “What’s going on with him?  Is it because … Continue reading

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