The Teller of Small Fortunes

by Julie Leong

Familiarity could look very much like love from a certain angle, if one didn’t look too hard.

“And the suspicion turns to fear, and the fear, as it always does, turns to anger.”

we saw some bad things. Things what made it hard to sleep, even when it was quiet again, you know? But the men—we’d talk to each other about it afterward. Share the load. And it made it a little easier. Easier to carry the weight, easier to go on fighting.