There was a path beside the ocean. She used to go for walks along it—sometimes with Jack, the family dog. The path
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Paraguay was an expanse of flatness except for one region, the Cordillera, where modest green lumps punctured the Paraná basin. My friend
Dear Uncle Pudge, I’ve been doing research about insects and came across one called the Antarctic midge. Its purple-black shell absorbs heat
On his last day of school Dan drew while his classmates wrote an essay. He sketched his bedroom: a poster of a
Author Note Some questions lead to grander questions, their nature often unexpected. Such was the case as I considered why
Autumn, 1975 There were no houses or driveways, no signs of human life. There was no reason to stop along that stretch