Anniversary

There was a knock on the door. Quid marked her place and walked over to it. She opened without looking and was surprised to find her whole team there, Hye-Jung at the front holding a tray of rice cakes. Behind her Ivan had a homemade cake with an imperfect 100 in icing decorating the top….

Laundry

Quid did her laundry once every other Wednesday night. It was when the Laundromat was the emptiest and Quid didn’t have to fight for the machines. She had learned early not to bring reading material with her because shuffling through a stack of books Howard Berg style attracted too much attention and she was hard…

Loss

“Don’t you dare,” Faline snapped and Quid looked up quickly. “I know exactly what is going through your fucked up head so you knock it off right now.” “Fal – ” Quid began. “No, it’s not your fault that Orrick was killed,” Faline said firmly, her cat-green eyes hard. Quid flinched; Faline had never had…