“I assume you’ve been having de-stress migraines?” I was surprised for a split second—how would she know? Then I remembered—Sara, a friend, also suffers from frequent horrific migraines. She knew what it was like. On Wednesday, I had to say no Irina’s invitation to go out to dinner. Earlier that day, I wondered whether I … Read more
I follow the deer tracks into the muck, every step tentative, continually choosing between the mud and the thorns bordering the path. My breath catches when I spot tiny hoof prints, a fawn’s tracks. I pause to examine them closely, then continue on my way, watching out for them until they veer off the path … Read more
At my request, Joyce closed her eyes, stretched out her arm, pointed with her index finger, brought it in towards her face, and touched the tip of her nose. Just like that, in one fluid motion, with no hesitation. Then she did it with her other hand. I asked her if she could speed it … Read more