Paula could see it from the far end of the corridor. She was too far away to be sure just by observation that it was in her pigeonhole, but she had been told to expect its arrival. It could be someone else again, like the false alarm two days ago when Carly Simmons had sprinted … Continue reading The Scarlet Letter
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The Scolding Chair
She hated having to sit here. Just sitting and waiting, knowing that any minute he would come in and they would begin. His calmness might have been reassuring, but usually just served to underscore her own anxiety. He would speak gently and pointedly. She would try to disappear, to mentally be somewhere else, but then … Continue reading The Scolding Chair
Acknowledging Imperfection 