CHICAGO by Emily Sullivan
CHICAGOby Emily Sullivan
Andrea shifted the gear into park on the side of the dim lit street. She reached for the volume dial and turned it to zero. Her thumb pressed into the red release...
KNIGHT ERRANT by Dennis Vannatta
KNIGHT ERRANTBy Dennis Vannatta
I got to the clubhouse a few minutes before 8:00, when I’m officially on the clock. I like to be on time even though Cornell Lee, who owns and operates Hill...
FABULOUSLY FALLEN by Callista Van Allen
FABULOUSLY FALLENby Callista Van Allen
Being the angel on someone’s shoulder is impossible when they don’t listen, no matter what you do. There isn’t even a devil on their other shoulder—no one else they’re listening...
THE PHONE BOX AT THE EDGE OF TIME by G. M. Klein
THE PHONE BOX AT THE EDGE OF TIMEby G. M. Klein
The man lent into the wheelchair as the slope steepened. Mercifully the rain had stopped. The wind was against them but it wasn’t hard...
ENDANGERED by Simon Lowe
ENDANGEREDby Simon Lowe
A bright and perky morning in 1983. Bill Finton, a consultant ecologist, waits for the postman to deliver a bribe. Yesterday, Bill took a bribe to the hospital hoping his daughter would...
ZOMBIES, VAMPIRES, AND YE OLD WOMEN OF THE KNIGHT
ZOMBIES, VAMPIRES, AND YE OLD WOMEN OF THE KNIGHTBy Phoenix DeSimone On Mondays, Wilbur would skip feeding the cats and making dinner. He’d punch off at his job making Xerox copies five days a week,...
THE PIT by Joel Howard
THE PITby Joel Howard
Ben was shocked that his dad had bothered to come. Perhaps the man had been surprised - even elated - that his son had exhibited some spirit in breaking the rules...
THE FLAT ABOVE by Sue Brennan
THE FLAT ABOVEby Sue Brennan
Belinda had always wanted to live above a shop and there was no real explaining why. Maybe it was the idea of people moving around underneath, the idea of two...
RUNAWAY by Maria Espinosa
RUNAWAYby Maria Espinosa
Hannah lay on the roof. The rough pebbles and tar scratched her body. She watched the people below: her mother and threepolicemen. A branch from the maple tree waved in the wind...
THE LIFE COACH by Patrick Douglas Legay
THE LIFE COACHby Patrick Douglas Legay
People were facing out from their front porches, talking low and drinking from tall cans or plastic wine stems. The lawnmowers and leaf blowers had been quiet for hours,...