What Needs to be Said
"I want to grow old with you," the letter started. "I mean, I know that sounds strange to hear, and it's pretty strange to write, and to be completely honest, I never expected to think something like that, let alone ever, _ever_ have the courage to...
Do No Harm
The ship reeked of burned flesh and rotting viscera from the moment Jason stepped through the airlock, and the rebreather mask fastened firmly over the raccoon's muzzle did little to stifle the stench. It was dark. The normal lights had stopped...
Champions
The Wayward Hearthstone was a small inn that was barely worthy of the title. It was nestled in the heart of a forest, where two crossroads met, at the edge of a babbling stream that flow just powerfully enough to turn its small watermill that ground...
Life Review
The building was a square little plot of aged wood and green paint, with a tall, slanted roof of red shingles set atop the second floor, and large curtain-less windows that faced out in all four directions. There was a walkway that lead up to it, made...
"Daggers of Darkness, Book #4: An Unexpected Discovery", Chapter-8
Arneora briefly recounted the times way back in the elder days when she and valerna, t'nalan, and s'aral, were young and among the most gifted of their generation.
Spring and Fall: To A Grown Woman
Mary really didn't want to be rude, but her shift had been grueling and her tips had been low that night, and her mind just couldn't form the words that would convey that she'd really just like to be left alone to smoke in peace to the little rat child...
Story Sketch: Less Than Three
Dinner with Marcus had been more than enjoyable, just as it had been the last two times we'd met up. He'd been a perfect gentleman, following all those same rules every other guy I've ever been with seems to know and stick to doggedly, as if everyone...
Box Cars and Park Benches
The park bench was a bit like Hitler's box car for Aubrey that evening. He'd spent a better part of the previous morning thinking of the perfect place to meet up with Carlos to really make his little confrontation perfect and bitter, the better part of...
Application
"Why can't you just find a nice boy online," Angela said as she poured herself a fresh cup of coffee from the carafe the waiter left on the edge of the table. "It's how I met my husband, after all, and look at how we turned out." "I know, I know,"...
Color Blind
To Calvin, the world was grey, or some dozen or so varying shades of it. The granite of the squat, low buildings along the old industrial boulevard slid into the concrete sidewalks and framed the slightly darker asphalt, cracked from age and wear and...
Sketch Story: To Whom This May Concern
Movies these days always show how little someone's death really means to a person. Now, I don't mean one of those soap dramas or one of those chick-flick movies where the girl has to get over her dead husband or dead boyfriend or whatever - isn't there...
If Only He'd Been Born on April 25th
Thomas kicked his apartment door closed behind him with a sigh. He dropped his keys into the dish by the door then shrugged out of his coat, tossing it across the back of the nearest chair as he walked through the silent rooms. He pulled up at his...