The Peninsula

The Fiction and Poetry Archive of Liana Mir and scribblemyname

Same Difference


When your husband tells you that you’re using your bedroom voice to talk to a coworker, it might be time to assess exactly how hung up on that coworker you’ve become.

Kalinda doesn’t like thinking about her own feelings though. She’ll stay in Chicago for Alicia, protect Alicia, threaten to sell her husband out to the cops for Alicia, but that’s no reason to stop sleeping around or start deciding exactly how much she might have fallen in love.

“Hey, Kalinda,” Alicia calls, finger raised. “Can you find out about the client’s family?”

The family they supposedly don’t have.



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