Devon Halliday | Stories

Work Experience

In the intern cave we are hungry. It is Wednesday and we were promised pizza for lunch, but no one knows when it will arrive, or who will be called to retrieve it.

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The Baker's Wife

She did something else before this—she might even have done it well. Refugee resettlement advocate, dental hygienist, accountant, small claims court lawyer, social media manager, physical therapist, insurance agent, pharmacist, dance teacher.

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King of Thieves

They both still played the game. In the evenings after work they would log on around the same time, Louisa with some takeout dinner propped between her keyboard and monitor, Greg seeming not to have eaten or slept since the last time they played.

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If This Reaches You

In the valley there are wild goats. They patrol the wandering fields, grazing the grass down to a fuzz, dandelion stems hanging from their comical mouths.

Read in Southern Humanities Review

Habit

Every now and then—once every few weekends or so, but never more than twice a month—Nita sinks into nothingness. It’s a controlled sink, premeditated, and ends about six hours before Seth’s car pulls into the driveway and the garage grinds open and shut.

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Big Steve

Human interactions are not going well today. No matter how brightly and smilingly I position myself behind the chrome counter’s plexiglass barrier, everyone still seems surprised when I speak.

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