Topanga Seed (Ch. 63)

Perhaps Levi proposed marriage to Damien because he was in love. Or manic. Or drunk. Or that old habit of proposing to people as a joke fell out of his mouth like a lisp from a bit tongue. But a rum-and-Coke had been accidentally delivered to their table and accidentally—and then politely–consumed by Levi, who…

Topanga Seed (Ch. 57)

Levi was listening to a rabbi explain to the classroom of students participating in a seminar called, “Alternate Universes: A Whole Lotta Options”, when the rabbi announced, “There are countless alternate universes. Every time one of us makes a decision, another reality is shaped in which that other decision has been made. And all these…

Topanga Seed (Ch. 52)

Gunfire has an eerily familiar sound. For Levi, it harkened back not to any number of movies he had seen–where a booming cannon-like sound effect was emitted from a simple pistol. Instead, it sounded more, to him, like a pack of firecrackers going off. A thin crack-crack-crack sound, more like a sudden rush of air,…

Topanga Seed (Ch. 51)

It had started as the type of news alert one got on their phone screen and which most people disregard: “Three shot in downtown Atlanta’s Woodruff Park. Shooter killed by police.” Downtown wasn’t a crime-free zone; most viewed it as, if not dangerous, certainly a place where danger could easily sprout up. And, after all,…

Topanga Seed (Ch. 50)

Perhaps it had been his dread about coming to Atlanta again, or perhaps he had begun to believe in the things the Braunstein Center aimed to teach. But Levi had purchased a gold-plated charm and, following a rabbinical blessing, added it to his purple string bracelet from the Braunstein Center. The charm was the Hebrew…

Topanga Seed (Ch. 45)

Maybe because Levi was so odd himself Levi rarely thought there was anything odd about his relationship with Damien. He rarely thought it odd that Levi was dating a man with a multi-million dollar home in the Hollywood hills, nor did he still find it unusual that when they were in public, someone would inevitably…

Topanga Seed (Ch. 38)

Alicia Clare was  as understanding and sensitive as she was intelligent and tough. A one-time actress, she had found acting not as taxing of her creativity as she would have liked.  Though always beautiful, whether made up or make-up free, she had never been concerned with looking glamorous—or as she said, courtesy of Hedy Lamaar,…