We were in the car before it hit me, and I began to shake. “What’s wrong, Bobbi?” Jenny asked. “Oh, Jenny… do you know what I’ve done? I had Caleb read my notebook!” “Yes, I know.” “But Jenny, when I … Continue reading
“Jump in,” Robert said, his window down and his favorite classical music station playing, loudly, “we’re late.” “Thank you so much for driving me,” Jenny said. “No problem, I can work on my play,” Robert said. They drove in silence … Continue reading
“Well, I said, stuffing a last bit of toast into my mouth, and turning toward the door, “I guess Caleb isn’t going to… Oh, Hi, Caleb.” I said, my heart beating much more rapidly than I would have hoped, “The … Continue reading
He sat in his chair, his white coat disheveled and his baseball cap pulled down almost over his eyes. The morning sun slanted through the basement window, breaking the dark of the laboratory. He watched the gaugues and dials, and read … Continue reading
He rolled over in bed, frantically checking between his legs. What a dream! He rolled over to go back to sleep, but a voice and a pounding came from his door. “Bobby, Bobby!” You promised to take me to practice … Continue reading
I pulled the pillow harder over my head. I felt just awful. Or maybe not awful, weird. Every inch of my body felt totally strange. And I was hot. I reached down; good grief, I was wearing a shirt. I … Continue reading
I pulled the pillow harder over my head. I felt just awful. Or maybe not awful, weird. Every inch of my body felt totally strange. And I was hot. I reached down; good grief, I was wearing a shirt. I … Continue reading
I ran down the corridor, chasing the rabbit, but it always got away from me. And I had to pee, but the more I tried, the more I had to go. You’re asleep, you moron, I told myself. Wake up! Wake … Continue reading
They’re ready, love. I cried, and held Joseph. “I hope she loves him,” I said. “Oh, she will,” he said, “the returnees have been adjusting remarkably well. They find that their dopplegangers have made decisions that fit very well … Continue reading
Mrs Davis came up front where I was sitting, sewing yet another patch on my husbands jeans. “Well, I think this is truly a first,” she said, surveying my just bulging belly. We have hundreds of girls each year that are pregnant, … Continue reading
