Intuition
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The Illusions – Chapter 16
My pillow is still damp when the phone rings. I’ve been staring at the window for an hour, maybe two, watching the light shift from gray to gold while Donna’s words replay on a loop I can’t stop. I don’t… Continue reading
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The Illusions – Chapter 15
The paint peeling at the edge of the hallway wall needles at me, a reminder of the endless list of things left undone. My parents just left, and the kids are gone for the afternoon, leaving the air bright and… Continue reading
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The Illusions – Chapter 14 – Dreams
My phone buzzes against the kitchen counter, cutting into the hush of morning. I’m elbow-deep in soapy water, coaxing a stubborn coffee ring from the bottom of my favorite mug. The vibration is insistent—the kind of thing that signals you’re… Continue reading
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The Illusions – Chapter 10
…constant liars…constantly stir up trouble… broken in an instant beyond all hope of healing.…a heart that plots evil, feet that race to do wrong…a person who sows discord in a family…obey your father’s commands, and don’t neglect your mother’s instruction…It… Continue reading
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The Illusions – Chapter 9
The soft rock music playing is a relief, filling the silence in the car on the way back. It feels like we’re both running on low battery, neither wanting to admit it. At home, I collapse onto my back patio,… Continue reading
