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Winesburg, Indiana: The Cantor Quadruplets


Michael Martone


The town donated a house to us. It came with a town-donated trailer out back, back in the corner of the lot, its tires shot, hitch rusted out, propane cans empty empty. The used trailer was another donation to us, to the local miracle of us, along with a lifetime supply of diapers, another lifetime supply of formula, another lifetime supply of car seats, and a gross of pacifiers. We thought our folks thought that, one day, fixed up, we'd all haul the whole wreck over some horizon, the hole wreck of us, get the smell out of Dodge at least for a weak-end. Go to The Lake. Skate. Rent space in the gravelscape of an overgrown KIA. Any place other than here-and-now that more and more was looking like the here-and-ever-after-after.

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Note: "This story is exclusively available in the anthology, Winesburg, Indiana, published by Breakaway Books, an imprint of Indiana University Press, in the spring of 2015. Available wherever fine books are sold, borrowed, or used as dowry."