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Celina Colby

The Value of a Good Apple

I start to get the itch just before the leaves turn. It’s late September, maybe early October. The weather has cooled down to that perfect 60-degree temperature and every storefront is touting scarecrows and decorative pumpkins. This is the blissful time in New England when Boston residents are over the sweltering summer but haven’t yet […]

The One Euro Bin

By Celina Colby

The One Euro Bin

A collection of thin, chain-smoking men and women crowded around the 6’ x 8’ wooden bin. A few women spoke to each other in low, irritated French, the rest were silent. Everyone scoped each other out, throwing professional side eye and death glares that could melt stone. I stood at the end of the bin, […]

Mary

By Celina Colby

Mary

The nursing home smelled like urine and death. I felt out of place standing in the foyer in my cheerful polka dot skirt and red ballet flats. “So you’re interested in volunteering?” The overly-perky community coordinator in front of me went on to say, “That’s wonderful; it’s great to see young people trying to connect […]

A Good Fake

By Celina Colby

A Good Fake

The day starts with me searching for soap. I thought I’d remembered everything, stuffed it all into my faux-leather backpack. I had a towel, had shampoo and conditioner, had flip-flops in case the shower floor was suspect, even had the pepper spray in case my door didn’t lock properly. But the soap, that’s what I’d […]