Written by RF Wilson – This is the first installment in a five part series. Part One. Thursday, 9:00 a.m. The storms which passed through the night before had left the morning air as clean and crisp as the detective’s white shirt. He had to maneuver among fallen tree limbs toContinue Reading
Written by Nancy Dillingham – I – Heat bangs off the dark blue and white Humko lard buckets, and they squeak as she swings them back and forth in either hand as she walks. Beyond the paved road, the now shaded, powder-dry path leads into the boundary. She walks along theContinue Reading
Written by Joe Perrone Jr. – The hot sun beat down like a blast furnace upon my exposed neck. I wanted to move, but didn’t dare. Something deep inside, something primal, told me I had better remain where I was—or else. I pressed my body closer to the hot, steamyContinue Reading
Written by Celia Miles – The voice tried to convince him, the voice in his head: Look what I’ve done. I live dangerously. I’m fascinating. I’m brave. Some vacation this was turning into. He’d looked forward to it–lolling in the Caribbean sun, drinking pastel-colored drinks, reading wicked paperbacks with alluringContinue Reading
Written by David Teague – Raymond flipped through his Spice of Life cookbook and found a recipe for Herb-Crusted Cheese Truffles. The invitation to Melissa’s party was the first he’d received since the divorce, and he wanted to show his office mates that a single man could bring something moreContinue Reading
Written by Michael Landolfi – BaBang! Thud! Brrizzppp! It was 3am. The hollow plastic explosion startled us all. Kelly bolted upright, “What the…?” She dug her fingernails into my face. I jumped up with an oath and fists at the ready. Kylie began to wail, “Oh no! Mommy, no, no!Continue Reading
Written by Christopher Van Dyke – “I was gonna scare you but then had to break you up.” Our father said this as if we had missed some big treat. “What were you two fighting about” he questioned as we passed between the shrubs, high stepping through the tall grass.Continue Reading
Written by RF Wilson – Isaac Chernov kissed his wife, Zela, on the cheek. “See you in a while.” “When do you think that will be?” she asked. “There’ll be a lengthy debriefing afterwards, I’m sure. Back by dinner, anyway.” “You nervous?” she asked. “Excited. I image it’s like whatContinue Reading
Written by Christopher Van Dyke – “I think he left us,” I said, hopping from foot to foot. The wind curled around our legs and lifted the hood of my younger brother’s jacket, flapping it about like a flaccid appendage. “Naw,” said Todd without so much as turning my way,Continue Reading
