I drove the pickup right out into the hayfield along the north fence and parked at the top of the gully. Alma sat in the passenger seat…

I run a dozer for the Kansas Department of Transportation. I’ve done it for twenty-two years, mostly on highway jobs, building road shoulders and cutting ditches and…

A gully ran right through the middle of the field. It started at the north fence, where the ground slopes down from the neighboring quarter, and it…

Chapter One: Six Inches The rain came through on a Thursday night in the middle of May, the kind of storm the Flint Hills get maybe once…

I stared at him. “Patrick,” I said. “We barely fit in this apartment ourselves. You’re giving away our bedroom?” Linda rolled her eyes from the couch. I…

I put down my coffee. “Then call them back,” I said. “Tell them we don’t have room. Tell them there’s a Hampton Inn ten minutes from here….

My name is Clarissa. I’m thirty-four years old. I’ve been married to Patrick for six years. We met at a friend’s wedding. He was a groomsman. I…

“We’re all here waiting for you to make breakfast. Hurry up!” I read the text message standing in the cereal aisle of the grocery store, holding a…

She ate everything on her plate. Every single bite. Even the things I could tell she didn’t like. She ate fast, with her arm curled around her…