“Times were different,” I say finally. “People minded their business then.”
Tag: short story
The Facts of Life
While my sister was forming in my mother’s belly, my cousin Beverly Anne was dying in her mother’s arms.
Long Distance, a short story by Joan Spilman
We were a couple. Nobody on the floor but us. This went on for, oh, I don’t know how long. He even begged me to go away with him.