Gina sat alone at a patio table of a restaurant with a book in her hands and watched a small fire truck and ambulance pull up a half a block away. A group of emergency responders entered the front door of a small business. Within a few minutes, they rolled an unconscious woman out on […]
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I was maybe six. I was playing outside, in the backyard, with my little brother. Dad was at work and Mom was . . . well, wherever she was. Look, she wasn’t a drunk or anything. She was just terribly sad. When I was a teenager, Dad took her to the doctor and she started
6 I wanted to tell Jorge outright that he was, to quote Ray, “history.” But, as well as I got on with Ray, he would have written me off in a heartbeat. “Life is about loyalty,” he said repeatedly. I’d seen him turn on people dramatically if he thought they’d been disloyal. How could I
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3 Diana and I went out for coffee at Peet’s, across the street from the high school, where her daughter had just started. It was a typical early September day, sunny with soft breezes. Most of the people in line for coffee were dressed for work, but a fit young mother wearing a red Stanford
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It is not enough for a horseman to know how to ride; he must know how to fall. —Mexican Proverb 1 At the Dallas/Fort Worth airport, headed home, I made a beeline for the gate that said San Francisco. The agent scanned my upgraded ticket and motioned me onboard early. On the plane, an attendant took
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But if one sat down among the rushes and watched the pool—pools have some curious fascination, one knows not what—the red and black letters and the white paper seemed to lie very thinly on the surface, while beneath went on some profound under-water life like the brooding, the ruminating of a mind. Many, many people
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