Fiction

   Six summers ago, two weeks before Hampton Classic week, a friend who owns a bed and breakfast in East Hampton referred a woman to me who was “desperate to find a place to stay during the horse show.” The previous summer,...

   A peculiar thing happens to people after they turn 40: inhibitions fall away faster than hair follicles. Self-discovery becomes the rage and formerly sane people run out to get tattoos, climb mountains, and traverse the country by...

   On the small table in the den lay a piece of mail that Pinchik had seen the day before but hadn’t touched. Now he circled the table looking at the envelope as though it were a ticking bomb. The envelope had an odd shape but...

   My intention is to crash on the couch and watch television all night long, but Chuck opens his mouth and changes those plans.

Part Two

   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 Mr....

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, being here.”...

    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...