The images are grainy, the figures move jerkily across the screen, the angles all wrong. But it’s him alright. There is no doubt about that.
“You sure, you wanna see this?” the detective asks me. He tastes this poison every …
“A white horse is actually grey — it’s a colouration that occurs when a gene causes the hair coat to gradually lose its colour. A horse may be born chestnut, black, or even palomino, but if its genetic makeup has …
A 65-year-old man was killed by a bear in the Rhodope Mountains on Friday. The victim was in the woods collecting firewood when he was attacked, villagers said. More than 200 wild bears roam the forests in the Smolyan District, …
Wembley Fraggle watched from the pillow end of the bed as the boy unfolded the tissue-thin paper. The print was tiny and a bitten fingernail tracked along a particularly fine polysyllabic word. The boy mouthed it to himself in precisely …
I walked with my son Jay, who was back for a month to visit me in Osaka during his summer vacation from college in the US, by the cramped shop with the sizzling wok that sold deep-fried maple leaves at …
What if I waved my arms around in circles and kicked my feet like I was treading water? The sky resembled a receding ocean in oil-blue. It made my eyes swim.
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I sat in the La-Z-Boy®, smoking cigarettes like …
The porch light was on, and the brown, two-story craftsman house looked welcoming. A rubber ball lay on the lawn, and someone had scribbled on the walkway with colorful chalk. Pink and yellow flowers flanked the porch steps, and a …
The automaton’s ivory fingers danced across the harpsichord keys with a precision that would’ve made Vivaldi weep. A delicate trill here, a diabolical chromatic scale there, major and minor notes clamoring over each other like rioting primadonnas. Musically, it was …
Ahuuuga! Pause. Ahuuuga!
Abbie released the horn lever of the Model-T Roadster and swept her eyes over the small settlement. It was a little before noon and across the road and uphill a ways, a team and wagon stood …
Isaac Vanderoot received two phone calls that morning. Both triggered some anxiety. The first call came as he examined the guide wrappings on a fly rod. It was from the Senior Center, informing him that his application for an apartment …