Barking Kitten

Fiction, musings on literature, food writing, and the occasional Friday cat blog. For lovers of serious literature, cooking, and eating.


Close to forty. Not cool. Politically left. Atheist. Happily married. No kids.

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

A Discerning Eye (continued)

The next morning I receive a telephone call.

"Miss Anna Staski?"


"My name is Karen Phillips. Emily's therapist?"

I set the coffee cup down, hard. Warm liquid sloshes over my jeans.


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