The steamed windows told Officer John Sheehan that the Ford was occupied. Call for backup? His squad was taking Code-Ten at the Baptist Church. Every year the congregants cooked Thanksgiving dinner for the police, fire fighters, and paramedics who had …
I took up wrestling so I could be blessed. That’s what happens in the Bible. Jacob wrestles an angel till dawn, then the angel dislocates Jacob’s hip but blesses him and his offspring for eternity. I figured if that’s how …
In Sunday School Miss Hooker fell out of her big blue chair, too much Jesus maybe, so we helped her up, my classmates and I, as she’s been trying to help us up and out of sin and especially out …
My friend, the billionaire.
What to give him for Christmas?
On the night before, I set fire to his Tesla, and smash every window of his designer home.
Christmas morning, he calls. Comforting him, I insist he celebrate with me. …
Little Katie Deatherage was understandably alarmed when she answered the door at her parents’ home in the country anddiscovered on the doorstep a slobbering, rotting zombie. Zombies sometimes knocked on doors to beg for a handout or a place to stay …
One easy push and the door floated open. The light from their bedroom splayed in a wide V across the living room. Behind her, Mike snuffled in his sleep. Ahead of her, Mike’s cousin lifted his head from the sofa …
Another jolt resonates from the creaking axle and wakes me from a light slumber. It’s hot in the back of the lorry; hot and airless, but at least I know we are on the final leg of our journey. …
Late in May, and a large cherry tree was shedding its blossom. Brilliant white in the early evening sunshine, it lay thickly over his bossy mother’s grave. White, Brian thought, the colour of a bride’s gown.
The ‘hole’, as he …
They finally decided to close the iron gates of Legacy Hills in Macedonia, Ohio, a suburb of Cleveland. The elderly people were terrified of President Trump’s whimsical behavior. A widely-respected widow, Flo Greenberg, said she could imagine bombers – yes! …
The summer before kindergarten, I lounged in a small pool in our backyard. The days were hot, landlocked humidity weighing heavy in the air, and my mother would fill the small plastic pool with our garden hose.
“Fill it deeper,” …