Fiction - Year V - Number 31 - December 2019

MADE TO DECAYby Tom O'Brien Hugh sat on a bench in Cavendish Square Park, hearing a police siren wail along nearby Oxford St. The crumbling statue of the Duke of Cumberland that shaded him looked...

DO YOU DO HITS? by James Hanna I am a magnet for strangers. They approach me in airports, subways, and bars, and they tell me their most compromising secrets. I never solicit these revelations; in fact,...

INSIDE OUTSIDE                                                                              By Geoffrey Heptonstall She had not expected it to happen.It was no use calling out to ask who was there, although it was obvious that someone was inside. An intruder was not going...

THE DAY IT ALMOST SNOWED By Richard Risemberg I think of it as the day it almost snowed. It really did snow, leaving traces for an hour or so here and there in the hills, even...

SOBER RIDERby Michael Hetherton They watched them come. Summer monoliths plodding relentlessly toward the city on the plains. The birds silent. In the pre-storm stillness sunlight lit the houses on the streets above the river...

STOOGES IN PARADISEBy Louis Gallo Once again we nestle in a luxurious oceanfront condo not one hundred yards from the beach.  In the past it was always Destin, Florida and the Gulf, but since BP’s...

FOR  EMILYby R.J. Fox “Tell Emily I love her.”Her husband’s dying words. His death bed epitaph to Amy, his wife of 25 years.On the heels of not saying a single word for over two weeks,...

THE EAGLE AND THE RAVENby Robert Gamer   I first laid eyes on her outside the Diamond Intercontinental on Franklin Street in Juneau. A breath taker in looks, she worked the crowd of tourists streaming by...

  IT WAS HIS HABIT TO GO TO BED EARLYby Toni Morgan Following a supper of potatoes fried in an iron skillet with two pork chops and three eggs, he carefully scraped his plate then threw...