Who She Was Remains by Ken Leland
en, already knows the loss I feel, and knowing, she is hurt and a little angry with me. Still, we agree it’s been far too long since I traveled home.…
Fiction
Leaving Us by Ken Leland
“There’s a new patient in Room Three,” Doris, the shift supervisor, says while pulling the file and laying it on the hospice counter. Marcie, a young Island nurse, leans her…
No. 5 · Harvest Time
Buying a Stone
The four of us were returning to town at the end of a glorious, autumn day. My cousin John took the back roads, driving at about…
No. 6 · Salem Cemetery
She and I
“There he is. Three rows down, over by the wall.” “Which one?” she asked. “The big redhead with glasses, next to the threshing machine.” That autumn…
No. 8 · Crossroads
Marge and Terry
Terry flips open his cellphone and presses ‘speaker.’ Katharine is the fourth caller since Terry and Cheryl sat down to supper. “Terry,” Katharine asks, “have you…
No. 9 · Tracks
For Betty
Betty Harris unlocks and pulls open the glass-paneled front door, then with her toe she slides a wedge into place. Through the outer screen, a tincture…