Olivia Newman
Joined February 2021
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Café con leche
Sara was the color of a regular coffee from a Flatbush bodega – lots of cream and two sugars. Jamie was black coffee, straight up. When they ran back to their parents’ umbrella at Hilton Head – just days before everything changed – her father laughingly announced their arrival, “café con leche!”
By Olivia Newman5 years ago in Fiction
The measure of a life
When Mrs. Bedrosian died, she left Sophie her cat. Sophie wasn’t entirely sure if it was a gift or a punishment. They had not been especially close, although Sophie had always been friendly to her in the hallways, and on the stoop. She always tried to be a nice neighbor.
By Olivia Newman5 years ago in Families
