Jenna Herbst
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I am a writer, and artist. I love to garden, walk under trees, and moonbathe.
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The Gold Locket
Mila’s eyes itched. The dust didn’t affect her brother. He played in the stuff, covering the overalls Mama had fished out of the trash in the alley behind Benny’s Tacos. People collected children’s clothes and left them there, while household items were in the dumpster behind Sushi Shack. Both restaurants were long-closed, but their unlit neon signs were landmarks. Mama had washed the overalls out in the pond behind their home. Everything she washed there smelled like seaweed and lollipops, which was a little sickening, but better than the sewage smell from the pond behind Dino’s house. Mila rubbed her eyes, then regretted it. Nothing helped except the cool compress Mama made for her at night.
By Jenna Herbst5 years ago in Fiction
