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Delicate white shards of what used to be a redwood or a eucalyptus or a sofa or a serving platter or a car or a cat or a tender stalk of lavender layer my car.
When your voice, a thin, wispy thread bounced from satellite to satellite, asks me what’s new, I say: “Nothing.”
Nancy W. Wood lives and writes in Santa Cruz, California. She has been published in Long Story Short and is currently writing a mystery series. The first book in the series, Due Date, is complete and she is agent-shopping.
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