He would gaze across the wind-rippled prairie that traveled on and on to the end of the world. Was that where the people had gone?

Can you not see what’s happening? she said. Escape is necessary! She rarely employed exclamation marks, but when she did I knew better than to contradict her.

WHERE DID ALL THE DENTISTS GO? BY ROBERT EMMERS

34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 63

One morning after we’d been together eight years, Miss D announced that we must flee the city. This notion, she said, …

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