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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The road chased the river, gradually ascending, more or less straight, then slid away towards the flat ranch land where wild horses ran. And then a steep rise, trees lining and hiding the asphalt striped like a wayward polecat, swallowing it whole. Unbrushed teeth, tattered, mangled brown uvula. The flatland leaked into the valley, peppered [...]

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