The berth was the tightest on the short arm and everyone said so. Notwithstanding had understood, coming in, that this was the thing to be glad of. Cane had traded a good adjustable for the curtain — heavy stuff, weighted at the hem — and after he hung it you could not hear the trolley … Continue reading Soft Goods (Grain Series)
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Rotation Seven
Rina wakes before the bell. Always does. Anna's face is fifteen centimeters away on the shared pillow, mouth slightly open, one hand curled near her chin. Rina counts the breaths. Seventeen per minute. Yesterday was fifteen. The day before was fourteen. The wake bell sounds at 0400. Anna's eyes open, find Rina's immediately. "Kumusta ka?" … Continue reading Rotation Seven
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