Tag: short story

I didn’t realize what was happening until Jake nearly yanked my arm out of its socket.  The smoke – why didn’t I notice it before?? – was slowly curling up the stairs.  Jake flung himself down the first few stairs, dragging me behind him, only to stop halfway down.  The heat was becoming more pronounced the longer we stood there.  What…

I’m not sure I’ll ever even know what happened that night.  Grandma came for dinner, had one too many glasses of wine, yelled at dad and I never saw her again.  Her phone didn’t work, her lights were always off at her house and she stopped showing up her yoga studio.  I know these things because…