Spirit Statue
The museum was closing soon. Sarah, eight years old with tired eyes and gaunt cheeks, tugged at her father’s hand. “Daddy, I’m hungry. Can we go?” Her father knew she…
The museum was closing soon. Sarah, eight years old with tired eyes and gaunt cheeks, tugged at her father’s hand. “Daddy, I’m hungry. Can we go?” Her father knew she…
Whether through drugs, promiscuity, retail theft, or generally opposing anyone sober or sensible, it was while awakening in a hospital that Beverly finally pondered whether her life was truly a…
Her vanishment was stupefying. But in that same instant when it dawned on me that I, too, was gone, an implosion of incoherence diminished my appetite for a corn dog….
She spied her ex nearby in the frozen food section — probably selecting pizza. “Hi Jeff.” “Meagan.” He grabbed three flat boxes and placed them in his cart. “You look…
“Would you like me to start a tab?” “Nah, I’m only going to have one.” Arlo paid and took his beer to a high-top table by the window. It was…
“I don’t know nuthin’ about them melons.” Smurfy was downright indignant being questioned about the stolen fruit. “Well, young man, Mr. Travis says he saw you eyeing them yesterday afternoon…