300 short stories:: story 183

story: “The Bostons”

author: Carolyn Cooke

year: 2001

where: home sweet home

note: The descriptions of the wife’s hair were a highlight. I can’t help feeling like I missed something in this story.

a line: “She was always, in his recollections of her, eating something crumbly, or else she was running it off, or just coming in from a run, standing in the kitchen eating a muffin, damp-looking in shorts and a torn t-shirt, her legs an alarming shade of red.


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