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Last Fall
by Katherine Grosjean

She wasn't allowed to leave the backyard, especially since it was getting dark early, so they kept close to the ramshackle collection of cars and oil drums, out of sight of the house. While he was off to church she took a tin can and calmly scraped out a hollow in the damp ground behind the rusted Chevy. Can by can, she moved the black dirt to the dried up flower garden under the kitchen window, being careful not to drop any. No stupid mistakes this time.

He came by after evening services, visibly anxious to start, and when he gave her an extra one hundred count to hide, she knew he had raised the stakes again. He counted too quickly. At another time she might have yelled in protest from her nook, maybe even demanded a do-over, but not tonight. Tonight she kept her mouth shut so the crisp, crumbling leaves wouldn't get in. Tonight she concentrated on breathing slowly through her nose, and on keeping the surface of the leaves still and quiet.

Two hundred. He spun, then stood motionless for a moment or two, eyes narrowed and scanning, then crept by chanting "Come out, come out, wherever you are." She stifled nervous bubbles of laughter and willed herself into an even smaller ball of nothingness. He circuited the yard once, then twice. She heard a note of tension, or perhaps fear, beneath his sing-song. She was going to win.

Then a whisper rose up and around her, getting louder, and she felt her blanket start to flutter and lift. The evening breeze off the lake swirled and whistled through the fallen cars and scrap metal, picking up speed and uncovering her piece by piece. She should have wet the leaves with Mamma's garden hose.

Leaning casually against the car, he smiled. As she brushed fragments of leaves from her eyes and hair, he took a step towards her and whispered "I win. Don't get up. Don't get up."

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Katherine Grosjean lives and writes in rural Ontario, Canada. Her work has appeared in McSweeney's, Pig Iron Malt, Literary Potpourri, Snow Monkey, and the-phone-book.

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Issue Twenty (March 15, 2008): The Cockroach by David Barringer «» Trestle by Matt Briggs «» Worried & Wondering by Aaron Burch «» Dead Dog Rising by Kate Hill Cantrill «» Tinder by Chanel Earl «» Scrape by Utahna Faith «» Arlo's Big Head by Stefanie Freele «» Wei-Ch'i by Vanessa Gebbie «» Last Fall by Katherine Grosjean «» David Dreams of Australopithecines by Savannah Schroll Guz «» The Last Stop by Jenny Halper «» Blue by Stephanie Harrison «» Cadet by Tiff Holland «» Slam by Liesl Jobson «» Beret by Darlin' Neal «» Camp by Elizabeth Oliver «» We by Patricia Parkinson «» Seconds Are Ticking By by Nik Perring «» Brother by Sue Powers «» Carol by Sophie Rosenblum «» Elizabeth Bishop by Glenn Shaheen «» Favorites by Gail Siegel «» Blank by Michelle Tandoc-Pichereau «» Medicinal by Girija Tropp «» Interviews: David Barringer «» Matt Briggs «» Aaron Burch «» Kate Hill Cantrill «» Chanel Earl «» Utahna Faith «» Stefanie Freele «» Vanessa Gebbie «» Katherine Grosjean «» Savannah Schroll Guz «» Jenny Halper «» Stephanie Harrison «» Tiff Holland «» Liesl Jobson «» Darlin' Neal «» Elizabeth Oliver «» Patricia Parkinson «» Nik Perring «» Sue Powers «» Sophie Rosenblum «» Glenn Shaheen «» Gail Siegel «» Claudia Smith «» Michelle Tandoc-Pichereau «» Girija Tropp «» Cover Art "Male Figure" by Marty D. Ison «» Letter From the Editor
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