Sunday Stories: “The Hard Small Fact of Men”

The Hard Small Fact of Men by Lynn Steger Strong I wish he’d held my ankles, pulled my hair. He was twenty-three and still a virgin, had never left the small town where he grew up and would later raise his kids: clichés were all he had. It was summer; I was seventeen and working in Wyoming. They called me jailbait and sent me off with him because he was so sweet and safe and good.

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Sunday Stories: “Girl Friends”

Girl Friends by Lynn Steger Strong We shaved my head out on the roof, not even noticing the hair would fall down to the porch until it did. She noticed; she looked proud later when my roommates got angry. They didn’t like her. We’d made her, she and I, without their knowing, an extra set of keys.

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