Killing the rabbit had been way easier than getting rid of that annoying Daigle boy. And no one would care -this time – about the marks her tap-shoes left on the creature’s head. She’d smile pretty and tell them she did it to save Mrs. Danforth’s vegetable garden. And they’d believe her, her aunt and […]
She misses them, of course. Her husband, her children, her sisters, her friends. It’s been so long since she’s kissed her little ones goodnight and breathed in the scent of their youth and innocence: dirt and soap and rosin and chocolate. Bella, the ballerina, always slept on her back with one leg straight and the […]
In Spanish, he is Zorro, not the swordsman, but they share a name. In French, of course, he goes by Renard. In Italian, they call him Volpe. In English, he is known as the Fox But the ancient Greeks knew two things: first, he isn’t male. At least, not always. And second, whether fox or […]
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