Category Stories

They called me “the trophy” to my face. Then they voted to push me off the board. So I opened my purse. My husband, Tom, built Mercer-Halden from a rented garage with […]

I kept her voicemail for thirty years. Last night, at two in the morning, I finally called the number back. Her name was Carol. We were twenty-four. It was 1994, and I […]

I told my blind date I was the Director of Patient Services at Mercy General. I’m not. I’m a unit clerk. I answer phones, chase down charts, and order supplies for the […]

We drove to the shelter for a puppy. We came home with a dog who was scheduled to be put down that Friday. His name was Gus. Thirteen years old. Gray muzzle, […]

The morning after I buried my husband, there was a forty-dollar fine taped to my front door. “Unapproved seasonal decor.” It was the black mourning ribbon I’d tied to the wreath. Diane […]

Bjorn’s pen stopped, and for a moment the only sound in the kitchen was the old furnace ticking down in the basement. “What field?” Anders said. “What are you even talking about?” […]

I read the first receipt out loud, and then I did not stop. “Children’s Hospital of Atlanta. Induction chemotherapy, first cycle. Eighteen thousand, four hundred dollars. Paid.” The room had gone very […]

“My dad has spent fifteen years letting his own sister hate him,” Bree said into the microphone, “to protect her from something their mother begged him to carry alone. Tonight I’m breaking […]

The nurse let me sit with the file for a minute, the way you let someone sit with bad news before you ask them to sign for it. Arthur Penn. Seventy-four. Brought […]

I pressed play, and my father’s voice filled the dining room he had eaten Sunday breakfast in for forty years. For a few seconds nobody understood what they were hearing. Then they […]