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At the Bottom of the Hill

Our next-door neighbors called Child Protective Services one summer night when my mother made me sleep in the car while she and her friends partied all night. “I love you, baby,” my mother cried as Yolanda from CPS made me … Continue reading

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Carmen & Wilhelmina

Every Saturday began the same, my mother coming into my bedroom. “Get up,” she said, swatting me with the feather duster. “Ma,” I complained, pulling the covers over my head. “Get up, now,” my mother repeated. “We don’t have time … Continue reading

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Take Me to the Beach

I sat on the front steps waiting. My mother busied herself at the counter, looking through the window at me every few minutes. “He’s not coming,” she yelled. “Come inside. It’s getting dark.” “He’s coming,” my voice was shaky, but … Continue reading

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Safe

“If you can get to the cabin, you’ll be safe,” Honor said. “I’ll reach out to Rodney, but you need to get off that bus,” he warned before hanging up the phone. *** Every day I wish I had let … Continue reading

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Pancakes

At 6:05am Letty came into our bedroom and whispered, “Is it time for pancakes?” Michael rolled over, yawned, and in a big voice said, “Is it time for pancakes?” He scooped her up and left the room. “Let’s go see … Continue reading

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Waiting for You

I keep your chair the way you left it, in the corner waiting for you to return. Waiting for you to come sit and read the newspaper while sipping your morning coffee, black with one sugar cube. Waiting for you … Continue reading

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Disturbance (Part 4: Jenny)

*** After the meeting, Vanity, the woman with short white hair, pulled me and three other girls into a room across the hall and “brought us up to speed.” We were given new names and warned against trying anything. Ramona, … Continue reading

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Disturbance (Part 3: Baby Heels)

*** After breakfast I was showered by a woman named Vivienne, given a robe, and then sent to Charlene who looked to be about five years older than me. “I’m the head stylist around here,” she said motioning for me … Continue reading

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The Arrangement

I was in the shop getting ready to work on Mrs. Betty Mason’s weekly flower arrangement. The sweet widow stopped by every Tuesday at 2:30pm to pick up her flowers. “They’re from Charlie,” she revealed each time with a certainty … Continue reading

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Take Me to the Bridge

I got the call on a Wednesday night. My phone vibrated on the nightstand, interrupting two hours of hard, restless sleep. I was slow to rise, half concerned. half frustrated. “Hello?” “I’m sorry to call so late, sweetheart, but…I need … Continue reading

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