The snow was slushy, sticky, which Georgia liked because it slowed her down.
Read MoreBy summer, Sparrow and I had buried two friends, and we knew we would bury at least one more. We broke into abandoned buildings and made plans. We would run away. We would stop talking to our mothers.
But this is a ghost story, so let’s begin this one here:
Read MoreI slammed the door behind Tyson and me and all the curtains sucked in and out.
Read MoreMy stepmother, Bess, didn’t “cuss,” so when she picked me up at the college gates to take me to dinner, she acknowledged that she’d been a “b” during my last year of high school and asked if I’d been to the fried chicken place downtown. I hadn’t—not because I didn’t want to go, but because I didn’t want to suggest it to my new friends.
Read MoreEach morning Willis plays checkers
with Eddie, the meth addict forty days clean
and she becomes the nothing
the world wanted from her.