Debra Kaufman

Dale was casual with a spatula, but when there was trouble, she'd tear off her apron and ride flat out; she'd get down in the dirt and fight the bad woman fair. She and Roy sipped coffee afterwards, waving away the sheriff's thanks. At the end they s [...]

1. Faye came out of her mother too soon. That's why her skin was pale as the high moon, arms and legs spider-thin, one eye off-center. I wondered if she saw two of everything, or if half of her world tilted. My mother said not to ask, to just play so [...]