The Temptation to Exist

Charles exercised every morning. He had green eyes, a long nose. He was tall and strong, a man with reserves, a member of a small, profitable law firm. He was twenty-eight years old. He shared an office with Nancy Rowe...

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Twelve Terrors

I had a dream the Christmas Eve of my fourth year in which Santa Claus kidnapped my mother. He threw her into a pickup truck and drove off. I could see her face framed by the rear window, and her...

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