A DUCK ON THE POND by Fred Miller
A DUCK ON THE PONDby Fred Miller
What, pray tell, could eclipse the satisfaction of a stroll in the park on a summer evening, that is, once the hoi polloi scurrying about to late dinner...
HELPING DAD by Sue Brennan
HELPING DADby Sue Brennan
The holiday wasn’t going well, and finding out that Dad couldn’t swim after we’d jumped off the boat wasn’t the half of it. Mick and Andy had already swum off— bastards—and there I...
MOVING by Tali Treece
MOVINGby Tali Treece
I tie a bandana around my face and Johnny, that’s my husband, he swings me close and pinches my rear and tells me I’m Rosie the Riveter turned bandito. I’m allergic to...
THE FEEDING by Tammy Huffman
THE FEEDINGby Tammy Huffman
His reach fell short. Just beyond his fingertips. He wanted the fruit in the highest branches. Only those apples would do for his seed — the ones that bobbled like rubies,...
ASK ME AGAIN by Andy Spisak
ASK ME AGAINby Andy Spisak
Leah finished her call with the client and reached into the drawer for her handbag. She had agreed to meet Doug for lunch at twelve-thirty, and it was already ten...
FATHER OF ALL LIES by Jenny Butler
FATHER OF ALL LIESby Jenny Butler
Deep within dark premonitory dreams, the White Canon is juddering in his sleep. In his dream, the headstone looms large, its name defaced, chiselled and chipped away. He had...
WHERE THE SPIRALS LEAD by Jenny Hayes
WHERE THE SPIRALS LEADby Jenny Hayes
We were drinking iced coffee and watching a cheesy talk show with some model whose life had gone from fabulous to tragic and back again. I was nested in...
THE BIG MOVE by Maria Frangakis
THE BIG MOVEby Maria Frangakis
After nine years in San Jacinto, without electricity and indoor plumbing, we were finally leaving. We were moving to la casita hermosa, the beautiful little house, as we called our future dwelling in...
OTHER PEOPLE by Pavel Sokolov
OTHER PEOPLEby Pavel Sokolov
Birds took turns singing. As one paused, another would immediately come in. Each of them spoke its own language, not at all concerned about being understood. Then, suddenly, a sharp screeching...
WHAT IF by Erin Bank
WHAT IFby Erin Bank
“Can’t I have your seat?” The young woman fails to notice any pertinent details of the world around her, besides the five large shopping bags she’s hauling onto the bus, not...