A Place Where Things Join, Fourteen

For several hours Marian meandered around town with the children. She went to the zoo, spending the money for Kelly's new boots on fairy floss, soda and rides on the choo-choo-train while she sat by, contemplating the surrealness of the situation and avoiding conversation. The topic was on many people's lips; she heard words like [...]

The Faces of Things, Two

“Daniel!” Wendy called. She came outside and stared up at the roof, expecting to see her son there, then cast her eyes around the paddock, disoriented. So many days had gone by with such little sleep, the hours were melding. She went back inside and checked the clock. “Relax, Wendy,” she reassured herself, heading back [...]

A Place Where Things Join, Thirteen

At the payphone Marian called home several times but couldn't get through. She didn't want to go home. Partly she was terrified of telling Kel the news, and partly she believed it was some kind of misunderstanding, something she should keep quiet because of the knack the world has for sorting these kinds of things [...]

A Place Where Things Join, Twelve

Several heads turned to Marian; some, she thought with strange, sympathetic glances like winks of acknowledgement. Marian smiled and pretended to fuss with her children. In fact in no time at all Katy was digging into her nose with a finger and Marian occupied herself by delivering yet another warning, quietly into her daughter's ear. [...]

The Faces of Things

Nobody wanted to do the dishes. Wendy and her guests lounged at the dining table, talking, privately enjoying the mess they had made and the bottles they had emptied. Keith had brought gifts for the children in a cardboard box, more things, John had said, that they could have wrapped and put under the tree [...]