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Odessa "We will leave it right here!" I took two large pins, attached thicker pieces of leather to make clothes, and pinned the row of letters next to the table. Once you look up from the table, it sits nicely on the cave wall. I smiled. It was the first thing I was proud of since entering this dank world. Soon I could read Creed's writing and have more of a conversation with him rather than me talking one-sidedly. It only took Creed a few hours to go through every letter, listening make the sound. He…-
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Transcribed from the notes and session recording of March 16 conducted by Dr. Patrick Templeman, forensic psychiatrist, with Michael Reece, currently awaiting trial on charges of first-degree murder. Dr. Templeman: Thank you for joining me today, Mr. Reece. Michael Reece: It’s Doctor Reece. And you say that as if I had a choice in the matter. They brought me down here in handcuffs. Have you noticed the handcuffs? Dr. Templeman: How are you feeling today? Michael Reece: I wonder…-
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PARADISO Death is not extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because the dawn has come. ~ Rabindranath Tagore What we call memory is the intersection between imagination and fact. Memories are the stories we tell ourselves about the important events in our lives. In the telling, some details get lost, others embellished, until truth is closer to fiction. It’s like Fiona said. Each of us make our own truths, even ghosts. I suppose I should’ve figured it out the day she…
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New Year’s Eve In the candlelight, Aidan’s face is as beautiful as an angel’s. “How are you so pretty?” I murmur, tracing a finger across the angle of his cheek then down to his jaw. His dark beard is soft and springy under my fingertip. We’re lying in bed at my house, facing each other, the lengths of our nude bodies aligned from chest to thighs. My feet are tucked between his calves. One of his biceps cradles my head. He’s using the other arm to keep me bound tight against…
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Four months ago As I sit at the kitchen table staring at my wedding ring in the palm of my hand, I sift through all the memories of my marriage to Michael, both good and bad, until I realize that the reason I haven’t taken off this ring before now is very simple. I’ve been honoring the dead. My dead child. My dead marriage. My dead hopes for the future that included them both. All the things I once cherished are gone. Now, the only way I can think of to move on from the past is to do…
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I knew almost from the beginning that Kayla was it for me. Those eyes, you know? So pretty, but so sad. It would take a while to find out what she was so sad about. By then, I’d told her about my father, about how abusive he was. About what I did to protect my mother from his violent rages. About how I’d spent time in prison for it. The judge was lenient because I was underage. My mother’s testimony helped, too, as did all the other witnesses the defense called to prove we were living in…
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PURGATORIO Even in the grave, all is not lost. ~ Edgar Allan Poe When I told Kayla that ghosts are simply souls with a story to tell, it was the truth. But the thing about ghosts is that they’re unreliable narrators. Especially when they’re telling a story to themselves. Figuring out that you’re dead is complicated business. A shout comes from behind me. I turn to find Sandy running down the hall toward us at top speed, her eyes wide and her face white. Clinging to my leg, Bennett…
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I stare wide-eyed at the coin and the ring with my pulse throbbing and a scream trapped inside my chest, knowing that there’s something extremely significant here that I’m missing. When I glance up at Claire, she says calmly, “Call the detective.” I whisper, “How did my ring fall through the ceiling?” “Call the detective, Kayla. We don’t have much time.” “What do you mean? What’s happening?” Outside, the storm is gathering power. Rain lashes the windows and roof.…
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Fiona and Claire find me in the kitchen, huddled on the floor in a corner with my back against the cabinets and my knees drawn up to my chin. Glancing around, Claire asks, “Why did you open all the cabinets and drawers?” “They were open when I got here.” My laugh sounds unhinged. “The resident ghost thinks it’s hilarious to do stuff like that.” The sisters look at each other, then at me. Claire suggests gently, “Why don’t we all sit at the table and have a chat?” “A chat…
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Fiona informs me that the full moon is tomorrow night, so we can conduct the séance right away. She tells me I’m lucky we can get it done so quickly. I don’t feel lucky. I feel cursed. I don’t say that aloud, however, because I don’t want to tempt fate into proving it. I spend the rest of that day and the next in a state of high anxiety, every so often glancing at my left hand. I’m surprised each time to find my wedding band still there on my ring finger. Aidan was correct when he…
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