Stories by
Martha Williams

Pretty soon the whole room was nodding and, from then on, no one looked her in the eye.

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She saw the whiskey on the table, sensed the stiffness of his shoulders, and started to shake.

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From the way she scooped him from his buggy, shushed him, kissed his tears and hugged him all the way home, he might almost have been hers.

Martha Williams hugs her figments here: www.marthawilliams.org.