Mrs. Collins
by Rachel PastanThe baby came a little early, in the first part of May. Natalie was relieved. She had to be out of the house by the end of the month. Edith Deluth took her to the hospital in her old blue Plymouth saying, "Your husband will be able to get leave now, won't he, Elizabeth? We're dying to meet him."
Obliviosity
by Patrick MaddenSquinting at the strands of chrome and glass unwinding to either side under a hazy white sky, he adds, "Talking in third-person makes daddy sound like a jackass." In back, his six-year old recites car commercials to the vehicles they pass. Paul Simon warbles Graceland on the radio.
Townies
by Marylou FuscoThey don’t honk their horns or hoot at her. In fact, they don’t even notice her until they’re practically on top of her. What’s someone doing walking on the road? They swerve dangerously close to her on the curves. To them she is invisible.






