THE ORPHANAGE by Laura Solomon
THE ORPHANAGEBy Laura Solomon
I took the job in the orphanage on a whim. I lived in Peckham and had been working in a café in East Dulwich. Walking home from work one evening I...
“36” by Mike Dorman
36By Mike Dorman
He did, of course, know when it had happened. Which is to say he had no clue precisely when. It had occurred, not at one decisive turning point, but over the course...
GO FISH by Maryetta Ackenbom
GO FISHBy Maryetta Ackenbom
There it was! A flash of scarlet and white, just at the corner of his vision. But his lungs were bursting; he had to go up for air.With a flip of...
THE BEAUTY IN BEREAVEMENT by Anders M. Svenning
THE BEAUTY IN BEREAVEMENTBy Anders M. Svenning
Judy Tremont stroked her dying husband’s hair. Augustus had been sick for nearing five years and now the end was near. His gray hair, combed by Judy’s long,...
BETWEEN LOVE AND HATE by Toni Morgan
BETWEEN LOVE AND HATEBy Toni Morgan
After a fitful sleep, Ken was relieved to see dawn shredding the last vestiges of night. Outside his bedroom window, a thick glaze of frost covered the ground. He...
THE LADYBUG by Jeanne DeWitt Voorhees
THE LADYBUGBy Jeanne DeWitt Voorhees
Mabel Hopkins and Norman Chadwick tied the knot on November 23, 1981. The wedding was at the Hopkins family homestead, then occupied by Mabel’s Uncle Willie, the snuff king of...
LOVER’S QUARREL by Jack Coey
LOVER’S QUARRELBy Jack Coey
Rod couldn’t have told when he first noticed her through his windshield signaling him to stop at the intersection of the middle school. It wasn’t being stopped that annoyed him, but...
THE OTHER SIDE by Danielle Richardson
THE OTHER SIDEBy Danielle Richardson
I watch as Lucy stops in front of me like she does every day, her little ten-year-old head cocking to the left in curiosity. But her curiosity will not be...
THE DANCER’S AFFAIR by Jessica Widner
THE DANCER’S AFFAIRBy Jessica Widner
She is up on her toes. She is Manon Lescaut. She is a first soloist with the National Ballet of Canada. There she is, blown up, in a cabriole on...
VOID by Jonathan Maniscalco
VOIDBy Jonathan Maniscalco
The first thing Jack did was open the window. August’s hot, humid air mixed with the downtown smell of Boston’s Washington Street drifted into his dry apartment. He looked out at the...