I study the pile of debris. “How long has this been sitting here?”
“Week, few days, time’s a blur at this point.”
“Well, I’m not touching it, anything could be living inside.”
George hands me a rake. “Give it a …
Again.
She tries on her closet. Nothing fits.
She throws out her clothes. She’s done this before. And twice before that.
With nothing to wear, she is glad she has no lover, no places to go.
But first, there will …
The Assembly ball was the last time she truly felt well. She recalled the night with perfect clarity, each detail clear and colorful, down to the color of her perpetrator’s eyes.
They were not brown, as everyone around her assumed, …
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Head pounding, stomach roiling, and vision swimming, Detective James sat up. …
“Did you hear what happened to ole Doc Webster?” I asked the old man sitting on the bench next to me. Before he could reply, Mayor Tom Winger came tearing through the town square in his new, 1976 Chevy Impala …
It happened long ago. But…it so profoundly impacted my life that I feel compelled to share it with you. Hopefully, it will prove to have a positive impact on your life as well.
My story begins in Taiwan during the …
Thunk-splat. Rex encased Christmas’s roast in slavering jaws. Denny’s again. *****************
Julie Howard is the author of the Wild Crime mystery series, with a paranormal mystery to be released in 2019. She is a former journalist and editor, and …
Jessica contemplated her life’s many dead ends and wrong turns.*****
John Sheirer lives in Northampton, Massachusetts, with his wonderful wife Betsy and happy dog Libby. He has taught writing and communications for 26 years at Asnuntuck Community College in Enfield, …
Years ago, I watched a man walking through our neighborhood using what I then suspected were ski poles. He seemed to be moving at a fair pace, and with apparent ease. As he seemed to be perhaps in his sixties, …
She is eating apples. Nothing but apples will do. As she paces the house she crunches through their hard skins into the clear crunchy pulp, the sweet-sourness in her mouth.
Not his sourness. She is washing that away.
No apple …