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Part One Positive Bleeding “This is very good, Hedy,” she tells me, the teacher with the pulled back braids, graying, and a degree in English. She means my poetry. Teachers are always so confused at the differences in quality between my class work and my “creative writing” assignments. I like English class, but even here, I find it hard to keep my focus on anything more than the teacher’s moving mouth or the hacky-sack game going on outside. Her words are lost in the air between her lips and ...

Marlene knew a lot of kids who had tried to run away. Something about small town life made some kids restless. Top that with loser parents (drunkards, abusers, deadbeats) and an overactive imagination (or too many movies) and you got restless kids with wanderlust. So yes a lot of the people she knew - what her mom called her "peers"- had tried. Of course they tried to think big rather than logical and so they all failed. She would hear a day or two after a disappearance that they had been br...

I suppose it might have been moving into the new place. Or my new job at the front office of a large art gallery in the city. Actually, there were about a million things that could have been wrecking me, leaving me buried in stress factors. My daughter, Lillian, was about to start kindergarten. My cat was about to have his balls snipped. I was in my last semester of college and the work load had started to pile on. There was little time to sleep between spending most of the morning, well into...