Fiction Fix Seven

Russell Gift | Love in the City of God
She looked up and saw Anton walking morosely down the stairs, absorbed
in the last act of some tragedy that was unfolding in his own imagination.
He made his way over to her, replete with an air of utter defeat.
Chloë was still smirking.
“What’re you smiling about?” he asked her.
She pitched the box in a trash bin and pocketed the receipt.
“You know what? In the giftshop, there was a little figurine that reminded
me of you—”
Shortly after, Napoleon gave his creeped-out little sister from Minnesota
the tiny figurine he’d bought in the giftshop. She wasn’t very impressed,
but she kept it.
On the ride home, he made sure to answer his cell phone when it rang.
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