Writing as Momentary Witness by Lynn Casteel Harper — North American Review

I ate a dead man’s tiramisu this past summer. I did not plan such a macabre act; one rarely does. My husband Ryan and I had just become new residents to New York City and new regulars to a French patisserie and café two blocks from our apartment—when the owner and head chef, Jean-Francois, dropped…

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