I’m always delighted when I can report the appearance of a new story. One of my latest–“Reclamation”–appears in the latest issue of Wild Musette.
“After the call came with the news of her father’s death, Bryn stood on her apartment stoop three thousand miles away, sipping a tepid beer, and stared at the Cascades rising against the sky. Images from the past played against the line of mountains. Her chest felt empty, hollow as the Tin Man of Oz. Not with grief, but with its absence.
“She didn’t attend the funeral, not even as a distant spectator hidden behind the line of trees at the rear of the cemetery. When the lawyer contacted her a week later to say that she–Bryn–was sole beneficiary of the small estate, she felt nothing, certainly not gratitude. She’d stayed away for ten years. What did any of it matter?
“She considered hiring an agent to assess the value of what had been left and auction it off. Any proceeds could be donated to LGBTQ rights or some other charitable organization her father would have loathed. Instead, she booked a flight she couldn’t afford, packed a small bag, and headed east.”
What prompts Bryn to follow that long line into the past, and what does she discover when she arrives there? To find you, order your copy of Wild Musette here.
And, as ever, thank you.