Just a girl who walks dogs and hangs out in cemeteries. Stay feral, y'all.
Every morning on her way to work, Claire stopped at the same little coffee shop. She ordered the same coffee, sat at the same table for ten minutes and watched the same parade of sleepy people shuffle through the door looking as though none of them had willingly agreed to participate in morning. One Tuesday,... Continue Reading →
Maya was standing in line at the grocery store when she noticed the woman ahead of her. There wasn't anything particularly unusual about her. She looked to be in her sixties, wearing jeans, sneakers and a bright yellow sweater. But what caught Maya's attention was her hair. It was completely silver, cut into a short,... Continue Reading →
Every morning before work, Daniel stopped at the same little deli. He ordered the same thing almost every time: a turkey sandwich, an apple, and a coffee large enough to convince him that being awake was a reasonable idea. And almost every morning, he passed the same man sitting near the entrance to the subway... Continue Reading →
Amelia stopped at a small roadside fruit stand on her way home and spotted one last basket of strawberries. They were perfect—bright red, enormous, and exactly what she'd been craving all day. She reached for them just as a little boy beside her whispered to his dad, “Those are Grandma's favourite.” His father checked his... Continue Reading →
On her way home from work, Hazel spotted a wallet lying beside the sidewalk. She picked it up and opened it, hoping to find some identification. Inside was a driver's licence, several bank cards and nearly $400 in cash. For approximately three seconds, Hazel's tired brain whispered, That's a lot of takeout. Then, of course... Continue Reading →
When Claire lost her job, everything seemed to fall apart at once. She had spent years living carefully enough that she thought she could survive a setback. Then the company she worked for closed without warning. Her savings disappeared into rent and bills. Her car broke down. Job applications went unanswered. Within a few months,... Continue Reading →
On a bitterly cold morning, Sarah was walking downtown when she noticed a man sitting beside a building with a small backpack at his feet. Most people hurried past, bundled tightly against the wind. Sarah almost did too, but then she noticed his hands. He wasn't wearing gloves. Sarah walked into the convenience store across... Continue Reading →
Monday morning arrived with rain. Not the soft, peaceful kind of rain that makes you want to curl up beside a window with a warm drink. This was cold, sideways rain, the kind that somehow finds the tiny opening between your coat and your neck. For Claire, it felt appropriate. Her alarm hadn't gone off.... Continue Reading →
It had been raining since before sunrise, the kind of steady rain that made the whole city look grey and tired. By lunchtime, the grocery store was packed. Everyone seemed to have had the same idea: get inside, buy what you need, and get home before the weather became even worse. Near the front of... Continue Reading →
Saturday morning was already hot when Jenna dragged the lawn mower out of the garage. Her grass had reached the point where it was less “lawn” and more “small wildlife habitat,” so she reluctantly accepted that yardwork could no longer be avoided. Halfway through mowing, she glanced at the house next door. Mr. Peterson’s lawn... Continue Reading →
