“I think it’s him, I really do. Look at his hat,” Annie says.
Luke stares at the man, who is sitting on a beach chair under a blue umbrella, reading a book. The Tar Heels cap in camouflage print resembles …
Many people think that college was the best time of their life. That’s when you develop friendships, prepare for a career and possibly find the love of your life. In 1971, Tony was a junior at a large California university. …
Lily unlocked the back door of the thrift store using a key that didn’t belong to her.
The back entrance was substantial, its metal frame and door thick and heavy. Lily tried to push it open, but it barely moved. …
Camp A. A. Humphreys, March 8th, 1918
Dearest Lily,
There’s one thing I guess the army can’t keep us from doing and that’s dreaming. I was having the swellest dream about you this morning when Morgan came in and woke …
Harry’s heart felt like the earth after being hit by a meteor, shattered into pieces, nothing but a deep empty hole—a feeling he had never experienced before. He sat on the couch in his living room beside his wife, Shanti.…
Oh, Liz, who are you to be so bold as to write to total strangers touting Jehovah’s ways? I don’t know how you got my name or why I was chosen as the person you anonymously write to every few …
Last night I thought I would text Julian. I liked to have an excuse to text. The excuse didn’t have to be foundational or believable, but I needed it in the back of my mind to give my texts credibility. …
I inch the Camaro forward, your head heavy on my shoulder. I’m going so slow, savoring the moment, I can hear each fleck of gravel crunch under the tires.
How many times have we driven into town on a Saturday …
Her memories unspool, entangled yarn beneath a kitten’s mischievous paw.
Wendy K. Mages, a Professor at Mercy College, is a storyteller and educator who earned a master’s and doctorate in Human Development and Psychology at the Harvard Graduate School of …
Two cypress trees framed the steps leading to Amy’s porch. I rang the doorbell and breathed the lush perfume of honeysuckle. It had been a while since I’d dated and I’d heard things had changed. The door opened.
“Hi! Come …