CADAVER IN THE FOREST by Robert Faszczewski
CADAVER IN THE FORESTby Robert Faszczewski
Author’s Note: The following story is purely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or incidents is strictly coincidental.
*****The badly decomposed body lay deep in a long-unused well in one...
FLAMENCO FOR BEGINNERS by Anita Haas
FLAMENCO FOR BEGINNERS by Anita Haas
Peggy splashed water on her face and left the ladies’ room. The dry heat of late June in Madrid had made her feel faint. Wooden floors groaned under her step,...
A FORK IN THE ROAD by Gary Delmar Jaycox
A FORK IN THE ROADby Gary Delmar Jaycox
“Can I pee in the back of your truck? Pleeeese.” Thus roused from a fleeting daydream, I turned to my left to see her standing there. On...
HUNTER AND HUNTED by Judy Bee and Antaeus
HUNTER AND HUNTEDby Judy Bee and Antaeus
Dudleyville, Arizona, population 959The blond-haired young man, whose mother called him "Angel Face," clutched the knife tightly as he stalked me through the woods. We'd been runnin' for...
THE WOMAN by Christopher Carroll
THE WOMANby Christopher Carroll
Todd climbed into his car after leaving the bar. The sky fell out from underneath, as the wind pressed up against the car. It sounded like a bullet train was passing...
ON THE RUN by Victoria Rowse
ON THE RUNby Victoria Rowse
It was a regular day I got home about noon when I noticed the previously empty house was now alive with activity, I looked through my kitchen window to see...
MADELINE, LYDIA, AND THE STRAUSSIAN RAINFALL IN ANNAPOLIS
MADELINE, LYDIA, AND THE STRAUSSIAN RAINFALL IN ANNAPOLISby Matilda Zhao
It was a freezing morning. I skipped my morning class. My Jewish culture and family history professor would be mad at me, I know. But...
SILVIES VALLEY RANCH by Michael Amato
SILVIES VALLEY RANCHby Michael Amato
"Morning, Sheriff," Cole says. "What's going on here, Cole," the Sheriff says. . "We received a disturbing call earlier today from Silvies Valley Ranch," Cole says. "That's like the fifth...
THE SPIN CYCLE by Donna Lee Miele
THE SPIN CYCLEby Donna Lee Miele
The top-load stuck at drain.A problem because Frank’s good work pants were in there. He only had two pairs—the others were tar-stained from a driveway job he probably should’ve...
THE RUN by Stan Dryer
THE RUNby Stan Dryer
Harry Staunten had travelled far in Thatchford. He had run its broad streets in springtime, between the ample lawns bright with blooming shrubs. He had lapped the track at Langley Park...