
Clare Sestanovich Reads “You Tell Me”
The New Yorker: The Writer's Voice - New Fiction from The New Yorker
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Suddenly, Sasha and Janet Were in a Coma
Janet stepped out of line and grabbed the bag. The woman at the window was waving another bag in the air, grease spots blooming through the paper. Janet wished with a sudden alarming intensity that she knew what the man was saying. How long had the couple known each other? Decades. They were old, but their romance might still be new. Is it really too late? Janet asked, you tell me. Rahe s voice was loud and unpleasant, but sasha didn't now she has all these plans, but no desires. At last, janet heard her daughter's voice. Ok. She said good bye to rachel. And it was only blocks later, s
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