Sublime

Now after cherry-picking the memories that served the narrative he had wanted to tell, the ones he never wrote were lost to time.

Melissa held Alex’s eye for two seconds and he forgot briefly about the nausea. Unzipping. Maybe normal service really was being suspended. But Melissa saw how much he wanted her and how naïve he was and the week no longer seemed empty. She walked slowly toward the front door, his gaze like sun on her back. Bitch, thought Angela, but Alex could see

Even when the cancer was in retreat, it cast long shadows.

benevolent

grok,”

Shifts in the narrative would occur—the past never a fixed and dormant landscape but one that is re-seen.

Florida drew the transient and rootless on the eternal promise of a second chance, with more than its share of scammers and con men. So who was to say the guy living next door wasn’t one of them? A subdivision like Carriage Pointe was Jane Jacobs’s vision of hell.

For a few hours, he’ll stay behind the steering wheel, watching the yellow rectangles in her building go out, one by one, the first and only time he’s been on a stakeout for himself.