Five Stories

By Renee Beauregard-Lute

Meet some of the inhabitants of North Haven Island, Maine and Ware Massachusetts. In "Five Stories" Renee Beauregard Lute introduces us to a lobster fisherman, a tanning salon owner, a poetry student, a store clerk and young woman trying to please her grandmother. These memorable characters are brought to life with humor and poignancy.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Red Bird Chapbooks
• Release date: Jan 25, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301834938

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FIVE STORIES

Renee Beauregard Lute

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Copyright 2012 by Renee Beauregard Lute

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

North Haven Island

The Sorrowful Mysteries

La Grand-mère

Marla and Ben

Molly Pott

North Haven Island

Matthew T. Oaken shook a cloud of dirt from yesterday’s slacks.

Wellsuh, past five thirty and not even a pot of coffee on. He had said this yesterday morning, too, and the morning before yesterday. He said this every morning, because Matthew T. Oaken did not own a coffee maker. If he did, he would not know how to use it. He chuckled to himself at this thought, running two chapped hands over his large belly. He fastened his suspenders over a stained undershirt that was, over time, spattered fish-oil yellow from bait that had turned liquid in his traps.

Out to haul, yessah he said, as he did every day, though it was November and he hadn’t been lobstering since the end of the summer. He stepped carefully down the stairs, one red, fat foot in front of the other, and slid his feet into the brown slippers by the end of the stairs. He opened the front door the same way he opened it every morning before he retrieved the