Period Pieces

"No man, for any considerable period, can wear one face to himself, and another to the multitude, without finally getting bewildered as to which may be the true."
   
   — Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter

Cherry

Period Piece - § 1

The radio came on at six with a song Alan Merrick had heard a thousand times and could not have named. He let it play. Coffee and the gray slatted...
Cherry

Period Piece - § 2

The work was a game, the same one every day. Alan sat at his console under the long tubes of light with the controller worn smooth in his hands and...
Cherry

Period Piece - § 3

The slip was on his desk when he came back with his coffee, face down on the laminate. His name typed at the top, and a time, and under that the word...
Cherry

Period Piece - § 4

They walked home the way they walked home, her hand in his. He carried the day behind a level face, the missing hour and the folder with the date in...
Gold cherry

Heel - § 1: The After

Lorraine had the wash on the line by nine, and the dog came out with her and went back in with her, the screen door clapping twice in the still...
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Cherry

Heel - § 2: The Removal

The dog was at the screen door before she was up, faced out at the street, and the rag rug under him was cold where it should have been warm with the...
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Cherry

Heel - § 3: The Act

Arlene's kitchen was yellow and had been yellow as long as Lorraine had been coming to it, a soft butter color on the walls and a deeper one in the...
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Cherry

Heel - § 4: The Noticing

The church supper was over and the men had gone out to the lot to stand around the cars, and the kitchen behind them was close with steam and loud...
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Cherry

Heel - § 5: The First Day

They drove out to Hollis Ward's on a Saturday in October with the windows down and Denny up on his knees in the back seat the whole way, too wound up...
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Cherry

§tandby - The Light

The lights went at twenty to seven, the same as the night before and the night before that, and Margaret had the candles up before the picture had...
Cherry

§tandby - The Carriage

The gray pressed at the window and did not change. The floor shuddered under his slippers with the weight of the train, and still the gray outside...
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Cherry

§tandby - The Stop He Knew

The train went on and he did not count the seats again. He had counted them twice and got two numbers and there was no third number in him to try...
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