Kathie Leung, Novelist

Marian surveyed the work with a skeptical squint. The innards of the long, wide barn had been gutted, sheathed in ceramic tile and stainless steel giving the impression they were inside a milk tank truck. Large halogen orbs were suspended from the ceiling making it so bright, the older woman’s Progressive lenses had darkened a [...]

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She lit a cigarette and inhaled deeply. It was stale. Horribly stale. Served her right. She should have just thrown out the rest of the pack back eight months ago when she quit – supposedly quit – smoking. Still, she took a second hit, closed her eyes, and rode out the headspin. As much as [...]

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