INVENTING LAUGHTER by Shari Lane
The pineapple sat on the counter, contemplating suicide.Wait! Don’t go! I know what you’re thinking: This is ridiculous—pineapples don’t contemplate.I agree wholeheartedly. Why do you think I’m considering ending it all? As far as...
TUNNEL OF LOVE by Mark Geisel
The worker pushed down the bar into the couple’s lap locking them in the cart. Michael sat to the left of Shelly. The cart was shaped like a swan, and its size pushed the...
A GIFT FIT FOR A QUEEN by Dru Richman
Olivia sat under a painted sky watching the suns go down. Her husbands had put the children to bed and now she was enjoying a moment of blissful quiet. It had been over ten...
ALTERNATIVE CHOICES by J. L. Higgs
During our lifetimes, we each encounter countless numbers of people. Most are soon forgotten. But then, there are those like Lindsay.Three years running, my relationship with Jules was beyond the excitement stage. We’d grown...
AXEL ‘N’ LULU by Gene Goldfarb
By the time he was four, Axel knew the most important verbs in six languages. Be, make, do, go, have, want, say, know and think. He also knew the six basic words of inquiry....
NOW YOU NEVER CALL ME ANYMORE by David Swan
Tina’s watch said 5:45 a.m. Central time. Though it was an hour later at home, and Bill’s rigid morning routine would have him in the shower with his phone out of reach, she dialed...
WHEN SARAH SMILED by Marc Levy
Most good people go quietly.—Frank Serpico
Steven walked briskly up the stairs, signed forms, entered the crowded elevator, strode down the corridor, finally entered a small overheated room. He looked about. Curled up beside Theo...
SOUL FARM by Eric Stevens
Charles sat in front of his old TV with his son Harper, watching the evening news. "The latest reported death numbers for today are another 4,304 North Korean soldiers, and 305 U.S. soldiers." The...
TWO WOMEN by Penny Page
At first, the knock startled me—two quick raps of the knuckle followed by one hard strike—a distinctive and demanding announcement, leaving no doubt in my mind who was standing in the hall. I ran...
GOING DOWN ON ELVIS PRESLEY by R. Mullin
There’s something that must be made clear from the beginning, which is that I’m only talking about myself, and my own special circumstances; there’s nothing to generalize here. I well understand we’re all different,...