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The Refraction of Isaac Goldstein
The mirror in Isaac Goldstein's apartment showed an empty room.
Isaac stood in front of it,...
The Invisible Man Doesn't Cry
It had been raining in Los Angeles for three days. Not the kind of rain that cleans things—the...
The Girl Who Saw Nothing
The basement smelled like mildew and bleach and the kind of damp that gets into your bones and...
The House on Cypress Creek
The summer of 1928 was the hottest one Cypress Creek had seen in twenty years. The Mississippi...
Nothing Different
The aerosol can sat on the workbench in Marcus Webb's garage and looked like nothing special. It...