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                  JUST LIKE AN ELIN HILDERBRAND NOVEL, SAND BETWEEN THE TOES IS ALMOST AS GOOD AS GETTING OFF THE FERRY WHEN THAT FIRST BREATH OF ARRIVAL MIXES SO NICELY WITH THE LIFTING OF … Continue reading →

                                             SAND BETWEEN THE TOES                                         A Work of Fiction                                       by T. Patrick Mulroe, Jr.

   I killed my husband.  He lay bleeding at my feet.  How could he be dead? It was starting to register.  Dear God–I killed my husband, Ron.  After a long while I realized that my husband was dead.    A … Continue reading →

     Ruth______________     My husband is watching our neighbor walk to the curb for his newspaper in his boxers.  I stand on the stairs watching him watch our neighbor.  Only in California could someone walk out for their newspaper … Continue reading →

    Tanner__________________         My wife stands across the room planning to kill me. Not far from her my mother-in-law is whispering in her voice that is always loud enough to be heard that they are leaving too late, because … Continue reading →

  Ruth________________       My husband loves men.  Our fourteen- year- old daughter is pregnant. Leaning against the rail of the ferry watching Boston disappear the same words rush through my head. Our daughter is pregnant. Words that have replaced the … Continue reading →

One_________________    A year after I killed my husband the girls and I were living out of a van in Hyannis Port.  I left Oak Park in the van with my daughters despite the fact that the neighborhood rallied around … Continue reading →

    Zelda________________     I have always hated Gwen Coleman.  When we were kids our parents always received her and her kids.  Tanner didn’t care.  He just ran around with the girls before he was too old and cool to … Continue reading →