
Scars
A short story
At twenty-one she had wanted what her daughter now had—the nobility of art and the charm of poverty
Since his parents’ divorce Jonathan ‘s mother had begun to confide in him—things he did not particularly want to hear
He was wary of the hornets, but knew the wasps to be his mortal enemy
This wasn’t any way to go through life, meeting her naked, boom in love, boom broken up
Alicia and Brian would soon be married—if she could overcome some personal misgivings about the wisdom of that plan
He loved his wife and daughter, but they were slipping away, captives of memory and apprehension