The nineteenth story start just sat there on the screen. Ryan couldn’t believe that Kelly had stopped there when twenty was so close. He turned the laptop so it faced Kelly. “What were you thinking?” Ryan asked. “If you were going to abandon these story snippets, why wouldn’t you at least go to twenty? Nineteen [More]
“This is what it feels like,” Kathryn says as she stares intently at a box of tissues. She tries with all her might to move the tissue. It sticks halfway out of the little cellophane crack that keeps the tissue from escaping too easily. Argus, her familiar, sits next to her, staring at the tissue [More]
Charlie shook his head. He couldn’t have heard right. “What did you just say?” he said, leaning across the table so Sheryl could hear him over the din in the coffee shop. Sheryl frowned, leaned forward so their faces were only inches apart, and said, “I’m pregnant. The baby’s yours. I thought you should know.” [More]
Derek kicked a stone and watched it bounce and roll down the street. He made small adjustments to his direction so he could kick it again as he made his way to school. It was a game to see how long could he keep the stone from taking a random bounce into the grass. Silly, [More]
Once upon a time, there lived a wily toad named Sparky. Every day Sparky went to the road into town to see if he could get someone to kiss him. First he’d bathe. Then he’d dab some spearmint on his head before hopping to the road to try his luck. Most of the travelers who [More]
So this is how I would do it. I wouldn’t have guessed. The breeze pushed me back against the solid brick, but all I had to do was lean forward. How certain was I if I wondered how certain I was? Like having a child, suicide was an either/or proposition; to be, or not to [More]