For Elise

by Pamela Garza

Her name was Elise Toussaint. And as I looked up at her face, I couldn’t help but feel regret. This emotion isn’t the kind that settles after long thought; it slams you in the gut and knocks the wind out of you. Continue reading “For Elise”

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