When Libby’s last check from the bike shop came around, their rent was already two weeks past due.
On a Saturday morning in late September, while waiting for her estranged husband Del to arrive
The Mass is ended.
Daddy used to say it before he moved away to live with Vanessa.
With the American girl, I had a chance. Americans do not want to be racist. In Russia we do not care. We are racist.
We knew it was better just to ignore her, stay out of her way.
Leaving the house, I carried the can tight under my arm, like a football.
It was only after I left India—after I left my mother—that I began to sew.
There was nothing Tempo hated more than lying to a grown up, but she didn’t want to disappoint Joy, who’d done her a huge favor by even telling her about the babysitting in the first place.
But, then again, perhaps the cause of my tears was that all of the counseling the courts had forced me to undergo had just made me soft.