Paper Crates
Paper Crates I. Tara ate two donuts standing up by the loading dock. The kind from the 24-hour place on Euclid Avenue, the ones that cost sixty cents each and taste like sugar and something that isn't quite sugar. The first one was gone before her shift ended. The second one she ate in the parking lot, sitting on the bumper of her car, watching the snow come down in fat lazy flakes that didn't...
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