the origin of clouds (a novel)#17
He pulled himself away from the riddle that was left of the living room. Walking further into the house, as if awake before he had intended and faced with […]
He pulled himself away from the riddle that was left of the living room. Walking further into the house, as if awake before he had intended and faced with […]
The house was empty. Everywhere Lincoln looked, there were places where things were missing. Abstract patches like absent pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, stamped into beige, living room carpet […]
Lincoln came home four days later. He studied the house as he approached the front door. A small, barely two-story house but with a paved driveway and front yard […]
It had taken Susan all of the twenty-three years since that moment to know her mother’s turning point. There she was, lonely to herself, growing another life inside […]
It would be years before she mentioned that terrifying afternoon or the several more times when men in white emerged—cold, sterile handlers gesturing instructions to one another like mechanics punctuating […]
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