Author Archives: Minna Hong

Plaster of Paris; chapter fourteen, part three

“I’m glad the bitch is dead,” Mr. Jenson shouts, spraying spit on Lyle’s face. “You’re an evil man,” Lyle shouts back, his biceps bulging.  “She’s his mother, for god’s sake!” “I’m his mother!”  Mrs. Jenson mewls, tears running down her face.  “I’m the one who raised him.” “That’s right, Catherine,” my mother says soothingly.  “You’re… Continue Reading

Plaster of Paris; chapter fourteen, part two

“We should go to the hospital,” I say urgently.  We gather our stuff, forgetting about our brainstorming session.  It’s more important we reach the Jensons and Paris before anyone else does.  As we’re rushing down the front steps, Inspector Robinson is walking up them.  She is wearing a taupe pantsuit that flatters her figure nicely.… Continue Reading

Plaster of Paris; chapter thirteen, part one

“What a day,” Lyle mutters, the first to break the silence. “I say we don’t talk about it for the next hour at least,” my mother says firmly.  “Let’s talk about the inspector manufacturing excuses to see Rainbow, instead.” “What?”  I exclaim indignantly, my cheeks flushing red.  “She came because Paris woke up.  She needs… Continue Reading

Plaster of Paris; chapter twelve, part four

“All right, that’s enough!”  My mother says loudly.  Everyone but me is so shocked, they immediately stop what they are doing and practically snap to attention.  “You are all acting like children.  Is this the image you want to present to Paris?”  The nurses continue on their way; the cop sits back down; Lyle slowly… Continue Reading

Plaster of Paris; chapter eleven, part three

I compliment her before making an all-points attack on the food.  The way I inhale the food makes me realize that I’ve been neglecting my general health since Paris got hurt.  Well, since before that as well, but especially after.  I gobble down enchiladas smothered with cheese, sour cream and home-made salsa, tortilla chips, and… Continue Reading