a very long embrace

This morning I’m drinking my homemade latte (frothed up by microwaving the milk and whisking it, just how Mama used to make it) and reading a short story written by my sister, Phoebe. I’ve read it before, when she first wrote it, and it’s stuck to me ever since. In fact, I’m in love with this story.

But today I’m reading it on The Blue Hour, where it’s published for all the world to see. It’s called A Very Long Embrace.

phoebs I love you, Phoebs, and am so proud of you.

 

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2 thoughts on “a very long embrace

  1. I wrote that story one morning after sleeping over at your first apartment in Williamstown- I walked to Tunnel City while you were still asleep for coffee and sat and wrote the whole thing.

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