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   Mrs. Murphy had grown uneasy about her flag. Hard to say when it started, but one morning in March she walked onto her porch and took it off the pole attached to her house.
    “Yes,” she nodded to...

Part Two
   Lingering on the porch, Nat and Cammy propped themselves up in the sun against the house. Nat said,     “I’ve only been to Long Island a few times; this is dynamite,...

    Cammy picked Kim up in New York on Friday at the bank where she worked; they had a bite of lunch on their way down Long Island to open up the beach house. Cammy’s parents, who owned it, had told her she could have the...

   “Get off me. Your body is too hot.” He yelled and shoved her so hard she fell off the bed onto the hard wood floor. The fierce tone of his voice was ugly and shook her awake in the middle of one of the hottest nights in...

   “Get off me. Your body is too hot.” He yelled and shoved her so hard she fell off the bed onto the hard wood floor. The fierce tone of his voice was ugly and shook her awake in the middle of one of the hottest nights in...

   He hasn’t seen me in a few months. So glad, he says, I have come in, finally.  The Korean clerk behind the dry cleaner’s counter thinks he is in for a happy chat today when I come in to pick up my husband’s...

    It was a smoldering hot day. Everything was frying slowly. The common term for that kind of day is “oppressive.”
     Madeline, Diane, and I climbed into the slick black leather section...

   Selma changed her name to Havana when she was 10. Both her parents had drowned off the coast of Cuba, trying to reach Miami and give their baby a decent start at life. Miraculously, she survived the boat’s capsizing by...

Part Two
   There’s a party tonight and Sandy can’t decide what to put on, it’s been months since she’s been out. Oh, she’s been to work . . . it’s work that has saved her....