Rhoda Honeycutt had been saving herself for anyone. She daydreamed of love and buried herself in worn-out copies of True Romance passed from one set of desperate hands to another. At school Billy’s crowd passed by her as if she …
A shooting stab of chest pain radiated down my arm, driving me to plop down hard on the drink-stained linoleum floor. Outside the Austin 6th Street bar, I flagged down a taxi to the ER. The blonde doctor insisted …
Simone had asked seu Pedro to bring Marcus this morning to help him lift the cover off the drain to find the source of the smell. But seu Pedro arrived for work alone and agitated. He filled the frame of …
James Thredgold, newly graduated In English from the local university, was lucky enough to get a job at the new multi-million pounds refurbished Victorian Library in town. The decision to refurbish this library was not one everybody agreed with. Some …
“Hemingway drank these, you know,” said the first artist – Samantha, toes curled inward, hunched against the post of a too-long, too thin dorm bed in some run down, converted hotel, in some run down, converted part of Manhattan, made …
George was the self-proclaimed java genius in the house. His wife, Tess, surrendered to his coffee mastery long ago. Their son, Frederick, had not.
It was Christmas break and Frederick had come home from college, bringing a bag of Tanzania …
The women, in their beautifully, laundered suits, with well-groomed hair, and modulated voices came out through the glass doors, ignoring the university porters. They walked towards the protesters. Doctors at the convention, they sensed that these University Students were not …
“Where the hell have you been? You’re 30 minutes late. I wanted you here at 6am. Get your worthless butt aboard, so we can get going,” Eric Hemming, who was standing on the stern of his fishing boat Juanita, shouted to …
Abbie and Mollie took a room for the week at the Pine Hotel. Friday was payday on this side of the mountain and they had ridden Abbie’s new 1924 Ford Roadster over the pass from Atlanta for the party. Mollie …
The guy behind the counter of the Arapahoe County Sheriff’s department handed me a shoe box and said, ” Here you go, buddy. Here are your father’s remains.”
Begrudgingly, I took them, not excited in the least to be doing …