Endings
Dorothy Parker’s view on her own end was the perfect mixture of mordant and pithy– “Excuse my dust.” In life, we experience many ends before the ultimate one–the end of a friendship, the end of the line, the end of our parents, lovers and pets. In this issue, our writers tackle them all. The End.
Is This Marriage Fixable?
Word Count 1783
From the backlit door frame, my husband hollered into the dark bedroom, “The car’s gone.”
“What do you mean?” I was half-awake now, my brain still spongy from the extra glass of wine I had several hours ago.
“The car. It’s not in the driveway. Did you go out last night and leave it somewhere?”
I sat up and threw off the covers. I had three glasses of wine last night, not 30. And in all the 38 years we’ve been married, I’ve never left the house in the middle of the night, much less left my car somewhere I didn’t remember.