WE COULD SMOKE by Mackenzie Gasperson
WE COULD SMOKEby Mackenzie Gasperson
“Smoke?” Robert’s voice was suddenly behind me. It made me jump, and sent a shiver down my spine that only made the cold air worse. Adding to my goosebumps, my...
A GUEST AT THE CLUB by Henry Simpson
A GUEST AT THE CLUBby Henry Simpson
“That was a delightful performance, counselor,” said a man with a voice that easily pierced the sound and fury of the courthouse hallway.I opened my eyes. Standing before...
BETWEEN THE SHADOW AND THE SOUL by Bhavika Sicka
BETWEEN THE SHADOWAND THE SOULby Bhavika Sicka Shafiq stood overlooking the sprawling concrete wilderness that was Old City. The day was closing, and the muezzin's call to prayer could be heard wafting across terraces and...
SEA COW by David H. Miller
SEA COWby D. Harrington Miller
Edna’s knuckles cracked, a stark sound of snapping twigs that was muffled by the mud. She clenched her fists again, letting the bones grind. Open. Close. Open. Close. Hurt more...
THRIFT SHOP SWAN by Terry Sanville
THRIFT SHOP SWANby Terry Sanville
Eugene folded his umbrella, stomped on the welcome mat, then entered the Goodwill Store.The floor manager, Mingo, motioned him over. “If I were you, I wouldn’t go back there.”“Why? What’s...
SILVER HORSES REINED IN by Susandale
SILVER HORSES REINED INBy Susandale
Eight p.m., or thereabouts: the usual time for the droves of kids that peeled into the diner,Four Horses, at seven, to peel out.Josh put Reggie in charge of p.m. fries and cokes before he...
AFTER THE MARTYRS by Brenna Carroll
AFTER THE MARTYRSby Brenna Carroll
Is this blood, or is it wine? Am I damned or am I divine? The wild wind whistled through her nostrils, warming itself for her lungs, and followed the breath...
OUR SALLY by Ruth Deming
OUR SALLYby Ruth Deming
Over the years, The Newman Girls followed the fortunes of their next door neighbors in Shaker Heights, the fashionable suburb of Cleveland, Ohio. It was just their good fortune to live...
REVENGE by George Carlisle
REVENGEby George Carlisle
Jon Corey was my nemesis. He lay sprawled across from me with his arm around Jenny, who was his girl friend. Jon, my nemesis, was the most hateful senior at St. Bart’s...
HOW YOU RIDE IT! By Dave Barrett
HOW YOU RIDE IT(Chp. 16 of Gone Alaska)by Dave Barrett
That evening, towards eight o’ clock, Swanson slipped out back and announced a change of plans. “Haul in the gear!” He’d startled me and I...