“She sighed, remembering that she must report to her supervisor what she had seen and heard, what she had concluded. What had she concluded? An existential chick? Brother way out?”
Classic FictionMore Classic Fiction
“There were no short cuts, no sudden regenerations. The betterment of mankind must be worked out in agony and misery just as all past social betterments had been worked out.”
“Creatures of the wild move in mysterious ways.”
“I think one of the things we are apt to forget about rich people is what a good time they have.”
Contemporary FictionMore Contemporary Fiction
Whenever someone caught her in a parking lot or the hallway of the hospital and asked how her daughter was doing, Francis said the same thing, “She’s dying.”
It was a field trip the second-grade class made every year, but when Gia’s Italian-speaking mother had questions, it became an ordeal. Or was it an opportunity?
Sam’s disability never caused him great problems in the past, but now that it is threatening his relationship with his daughter, can he set his pride aside?
Memories of her youth on the lake and tricks of the shadows leave Isabelle wondering if what might have been still could be.
Classic Fiction by Women
In 1950s Jacksonville, Laura Lee Kimble stands accused of beating a man nearly to death. Author Zora Neale Hurston tells her story of speaking truth to power.
“It wasn’t any use trying to be serious with Edward. She might as well enjoy herself and give him a good time. It would, she thought, probably be their last.”
The trappings of domesticity and routine lead to a nervous breakdown in this short story from 1966.
A colorful cast of characters fills a Manhattan apartment house with wild parties, thrice-told stories, and memories of days gone by.