Julie She was about five or six years younger than me. Twenty-three or twenty-four, I am not sure. She never told me her age, but I knew she wasn't born before 1989, the year I was born. She was thin, with a voice that sounded like the high-pitched screech of a car coming to an … Continue reading JULIE
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The mother
The girl's expression is distorted: ‘It’s true, mother! I have visited this life four times before, but this is the first time I’ve stayed.’ The mother turns exasperated eyes from her phone and stares at her daughter. ‘Girl?’ ‘Yes, mother.’ ‘Stop saying that,’ she says, adjusting her long skirt as she shifts around on the … Continue reading The mother
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