empty hangers

Part 4 of 4 The bag was full and the blue dress still hung there.  Alice dragged the bag out into the main room, propping it up against the couch. …

Part 3 of 4 Byron popped out of the bed and barked at her, the red and black tip of his nose just visible over the dark wood. “What am…

Part 2 of 4 “Pleasure to meet you Alice.” His voice had turned her name into a song.  Alice grinned even now at the memory. “So, what do you do…

Part 1 of 4 Alice had gone through her wardrobe mentally twice before the alarm on her blackberry chimed Saturday morning.  It took an eternity for the room to lighten…