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Seven Minutes for a Quarter

(originally published in The Prague Revue, Vol. 2, 1996)

On the curb outside the laundromat the girl's voice floated calmly towards him.  It rose above the tide of passing traffic, its warm high tones as familiar to him as the school across the street and the liquor store two doors down.

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84 Boy

"Rise and shine!"

Suzanne awoke to the clatter of trays and rubber wheels as Nurse Bullock rolled her cart into the room.

"And how are we feeling?"

The heavyset woman loomed over her, the dark skin of her face stretching into an impossibly cheerful smile.

"Like I just gave birth," groaned Suzanne.

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Falling for Lydia

My problem with Lydia Snodgrass wasn't that she was unattractive. On the contrary: Lydia was one of the few women whose merest glance caused the meekest of men to tear off his shirt, emit a great Tarzan war cry and wrestle with the nearest alligator in a watery knife duel to the death. She had eyes that sparkled, hair that glistened, a mouth that welcomed, and a nose that never ran.

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