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Fall 2005

  • E. L. Doctorow

    She heard the lowing of cattle, shouting, the crack of whips.

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  • Gina Berriault

    My mother and I remained apart. My father came late to the party.

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  • Debra Spark

    The chocolate was old, dusty white, the way chocolate gets after many years.

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  • Jeffrey Colvin

    He will, no doubt, be out of this house soon, headed over to Montgomery.

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  • Abby Frucht

    She had learned that it was easy to get Sylvi to do things.

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  • Ann Beattie

    She had a situation where she’d lost her driver’s license for speeding.

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  • Bill Barich

    Buster’s reasons for looking after Marco weren’t entirely altruistic.

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Fall 2005
Editors’ Note

Fiction

  • Ann BeattieThe Rock
  • Jeffrey ColvinFathers and Sons
  • E. L. DoctorowEmily
  • Abby FruchtRehearsals
  • Debra SparkA Wedding Story

Nonfiction

  • Bill BarichTrue Believers
  • Michael WolffA Model Prisoner

Classics

  • Gina BerriaultThe Woman in
    the Rose-Colored Dress

Readers' Narratives

  • Alita AndersonGrandma and Grandpa’s,
    Savannah, Georgia
  • Barbara BaerTurkish Air Flight 1370,
    Istanbul to Tashkent
  • Amy BeckerRussell Square, Central London
  • Shelley BinkleyValley View Hospital,
    Glenwood Springs, Colorado
  • Lisette Mendez(What used to be) Dunkin’
    Donuts, Miami Beach, Florida
  • Robert PerkinsThe Banks of the Back River,
    Northwest Territory, Canada

First & Second Looks

  • E. L. DoctorowReporting the Universe
  • Lynn FreedReading, Writing, and
    Leaving Home
  • Jim HarrisonThe Summer He Didn't Die
  • Beryl MarkhamWest with the Night
  • Peter RockThe Bewildered
  • James SalterLast Night
  • Victoria VintonJungle Law

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