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Nicky’s Bar and Grill

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Hal swings his truck into the parking lot of Nicky’s Bar and Grill. It’s pretty crowded, but then again, it’s a Saturday night. A week’s worth of construction pay is burnin’ a hole in the pocket of his jeans. Auntie …

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Reinvention

The scissors shake in the mirror, but the blades close with a snick, and another long strand of hair drops to the ground. Crap. Why was this so hard? There was one more strand of hair at the back, …

Toil and Trouble

“Hahahaaa,” Haroldine cackles in her gravelly voice. With a flourish worthy of her nephew Hal, a box of chocolates appears on her scarred kitchen table. A soft breath of awe comes from the other two women sitting there. The store …

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An Unexpected Visitor

For once, the bayou sky is a clear, pure blue, and the air isn’t so thick with humidity that you feel like you could dive in and splash around. Pen’s girlfriend Estelle is weeding the scattered plants that serve as …

Tiny Bugs Can Be Bad, Too

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Teo coughs himself awake, kicks off the light cotton blanket, and pads barefoot to the floating clinic’s bathroom. Even through the disorientation of waking suddenly in the dark, he isn’t disoriented. Barefoot in the bathroom in the middle of the …

Irises

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For just a second, all Grace can feel is the warm back pressed up against her face. Just a second, and then the pain comes roaring in, along her limbs, her hips. And she has to pee, too. Great.

She …

Swimming in Bayou Rainette

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“I don’t swim.” Grace is firm.

“But it is very hot today,” Dance points out. “There would not be so much hotness if you were to come into the water.” Dance is already halfway there, thigh-deep in the jewel-green bayou. …

Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride

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Early morning is Grace’s favorite time of day. The rising sun paints the swamp mist with such beautiful colors. Everything still smells fresh and clean after the cool of the night, before the sun has a chance to cook the …

Ritual

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Hal helped Grace stash the groceries she’d bought in town. Lucas sat at the kitchen table. The red-haired boy was totally enthralled by the weird toy that Hal had bought him. It was a series of brightly-colored clear plastic tubes …

A Moment’s Peace

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Haroldine stumps up the path to the house after midnight. In the mudroom Hal is leaning his back against the dryer and Grace is laid out along him, face tucked under his chin. There are streaks of mud from the …