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December 18, 2009

I am face-down on the floor, the life force ebbing from my body. Must. Dial. Phone. “9-1-1. What is your emergency?” I croak but can’t speak. “Ma’am? What is the nature of your emergency?” Can’t. Catch. Breath. “Ma’am, are you choking?” “No,” I manage. “Are you bleeding? Is there an intruder in the house? Are [...]

Festival: Judgy McJudgerson

October 6, 2009

Marni’s version My version I was bothered by our night at the Festival even as the next morning dawned. Regarding our interloper, I was incensed. I was indignant. I was irritated way out of proportion to anything Marni had done, any fallout that came from our interactions with her. So why the lingering, massive annoyance? [...]

Festival: My version

October 2, 2009

Marni’s version. Roger was at an all-day concert, so I decided to take Tessa and Reed to our town’s Festival Weekend. We invited my friend Michelle and her daughter Maddie. But by the time we were ready to go, it was raining so we instead met at the Baby Boogie place, which was on the [...]

Festival: Marni’s version

September 29, 2009

“Damn, life is good!” Marni thought to herself. It was her weekend to have the children. Here she was with them and her new, attentive boyfriend and a cold brew — all the essentials after a long week working the blackjack table. Her children, Brent and Nina, were amusing themselves in the common area of [...]

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