Houseguests by Kate Garklavs « apt – a literary magazine: "“Just getting some water,” I’ll say, picking my way downstairs. Place my feet on the loosest boards—ostensible warning to the houseguests, whose passion cannot be contained by strange walls or the propriety exacted by another person’s dwelling. They will not hear me as I hover beside the shut door of the guest room, or they will, but their laughter and heaving and linen-light sighs will carry along their preordained course until finally, blessedly, real silence resumes. Once it does, I’ll shift my weight to incur a final creak. Enough: goodnight.
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