Lost, St. Margaret Mary’s

by Catherine Harnett

Sibyl, my small baby doll was gone, tossed into the baptismal fount. I just wanted to see if she could float. My cheek against the metal rungs, my arm reaching through the iron gate, hoping. Too bad, my mother said, you’ve lost her. Where will she go? I asked. To that place dolls go, far away from girls who let them down.

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Catherine Harnett lives in Fairfax, Virginia with her high-school aged daughter.