This is SCA: The Best Bad Fairy You Know
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Ascending in kafi, Aziza’s voice was raw sugar and pomegranate syrup poured through a smoky fire. It caught in your throat when you heard it. It didn’t…
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Back when I still had a touching faith in the discernment of the New York Times Book Review, I’d read Edna O’Brien and Anna Quindlen and Margaret…
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He seized me up like a carrion bird and like a dead thing I let him. Then I came alive again. “Oh no,” Reinhardt purred—defaming the language of…
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(You can read other stories in this series here and here.) The rocket boys treated questions from us soft-science types with the tenderness you’d show…
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(You can read the first story in this series here.) “Ready to ride shotgun again?” Donovan was just sitting there doodling, as he does, but I knew there…
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“…sounds like his feet ’re in a cauldron of lye,” said Aunt Belle. Twilight was coming on fast, daylilies closed up like sentinels going off-duty. In…
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“Mommy’s not gonna leave him, is she?” “No,” I said. Lina frowned, shifting the perfect geometry of her face. Mark wasn’t even our stepfather. One word…
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SCA: The Best Bad Fairy You Know