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Meditations Book VI: Rules
“I’m not a legality type of pursuing guy, but…” —Jaylen Brown Corey Zander was just waking up and he was done for the day. For ten years, every April, all April long, no exceptions, no relief, he woke up done for the day. The air was full of pollen in April. But there were still… Continue reading
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Meditations Book V: Education
Sparrow Hannah was the oldest person on the bus for three years, the oldest for and by five years when she graduated. She would have been mocked mercilessly if anyone in the school talked to her. Everyone else in her class drove. Not that there weren’t smirks sometimes. Actually, there were smirks all the time.… Continue reading
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Meditations Book IV: Work
Ernie Henry was parked at a pump at the Chevron on 56th. He was sitting in his car staring at his dashboard radio screen, set to 710 AM. He had been sitting like this for fifteen minutes, zoned out, listening to Kenny Albert and Monica McNutt call the Boston Celtics at the New York Knicks.… Continue reading
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Meditations Book III: Love
Sadie Cook found a rock by Camp Creek the shape of a discus and half the size of her hand. It would have been too big to skip for most kids her size, but her thumbs were big, gangly things just right for holding skipping rocks level. But she was beginning to think she shouldn’t… Continue reading
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