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# The Light in the Cedar Chest I've lived next door to Phil and Joan Tucker for thirty-two years

I’m the one who stuck the needle in her arm that night. It’s not a detail I’d normally lead with, but

The Red Wine on Grandma's Quilt I noticed the stain before I even stepped inside. Through the screen

When I stepped to the podium for my Valedictorian speech, I could already hear the snickers from the

I’ve been a server at The Butcher & The Rye for eight years, and in that time I’ve poured enough

Trevor kissed me right on the mouth before he walked out, which should’ve been sweet, but it landed wrong.

The family court building in downtown Omaha always carries the scent of floor wax and damp wool, even

The rain had been spitting on and off for three days straight, the kind of Portland drizzle that turns

The morning after we buried my wife, my daughter told me I could sleep in the kennel. Not suggested.

I’ve worked for the Harrington family since before the boys were out of braces. Dashiell Harrington was