WEST SIDE HIGHWAY by Leah Erickson
When she emerged from the elevator, he was surprised to see that she was alone. Usually she was with her husband, on the way to a book launch or a gallery opening or a...
IMPACT WINTER by Shaun Polakow
IMPACT WINTER
By Shaun Polakow
The sky was a crime scene without clues, bereft of moon or sun. Casket black and unchanged by time or season it cast the icy tundra below in darkness. The only...
FRIEDA’S SOLUTION by Lee Grossman
Frieda’s Solution
Lee Grossman
Frieda was stumped. All of her plans had come to grief, and her new baby brother was still chirping and slurping away. She had figured that by now her parents would...
UNREQUITED BY RULES by Monika R. Martyn
Unrequited by Rules
The summer afternoon had been punished, and when the sun made its encore appearance amidst the leaving storm clouds, the redeeming blue sky stole the show. Manfred sauntered out into the garden,...
THE MAN, THE WOODS, AND THE MISTAKE by Theresa DePoi
“The Man, the Woods, and the Mistake”
He could hear his heart pounding in his chest and his throat burned like fire as he ran faster and faster. He knew there was no hope of...
BLACK OP BLOG by John E.C.
Black Op Blog
for R.N.
The reason? To heighten, within the populace, the fear and hatred of the perceived enemy’s threat, in order to increase the state’s authoritarian grip. A straight up and down Black Op...
THE POWER OF MUSIC by Ron Torrence
THE POWER OF MUSIC
Rachel opened the door of her townhouse to see Patrick, Bay City’s leading impresario, pick nervously at the sleeve of his navy-blue blazer.
“I’m in a terrible jam!” he said.
Rachel...
SNOW JOB by Thomas Larsen
Tucker turned down Morris and walked past the house. TV flashed above the curtains. Since coming home from the hospital Ray watched movies all night. Said it took her mind off things, August,...
AS LONG AS THE DEP CAN JOIN THE DOTS by Mike Hickman
As Long as the Dep Can Join the Dots
By Mike Hickman
“So, let me get this straight…” Inspector Crichton said, chewing the end of his pencil and ruffling his candyfloss cloud of white hair. “If...
FIRST FLOOR PLEASE by Loria Davis
1st Floor Please
By Loria Davis
“Hold the door! Hold the door, please!” she yelled.
No way! After the way Stephanie embarrassed me in our staff meeting, I didn’t want to hold anything for her! Everyone...