I shot my butler. He was a mole! I should have known. I'm trained to tell whether someone is lying or not. I'm a secr...

I shot my butler. I never really wanted to though, He was a kind man. It was a week ago, and since then I've been a...

"I shot my butler." I threw the manuscript across the room. Grabbed a scotch. No. Wait. Wanted a scotch, grabbed a bo...

The earthy smell of autumn leaves surrounded me and stimulated my senses. The crisp crunch of leaves was projected th...

Some mornings, when the sun rose just right, it was almost like nothing had happened. This was one of those mornings...

She ran off into the plants and tall grasses and let her body sway with the wind. She called it her meditation, the o...

The building I lived in was old, rusty around the doorknobs, the 14th floor was still half under construction. The we...

My word muscles are stiff. My writing bones ache. The prose reads like a bruise. I burst bored air through my lips, ...

I lay siege to it. This was war and a fast and furious assault seemed the surest course. There was a front to push fo...

"What's that, Daddy?" James hid a smile behind his hand and answered, "That's a telephone, sweetie. You put money in...

It's ringing. Ringing. Ringing. Ringing. STOP it from ringing! Karla never wanted to hear his voice again. Never wan...

A dry, sandy summer like this one. I had met him just a mile down, by the Shell gas station, his cowboy boots kicking...

Absent. The perfect word to describe the situation. Paul and Maria Strickland sat at their kitchen table eating brea...

The episodes were getting more frequent. I'd forget where I was. Friends looking at me strangely as I carried on conv...

He was absent. Again. The kid would only show up on test days - on which he performed well enough. But that wasn't th...

Your foundation was laid a long time ago. You said it was always the same, just before. His voice offering up your na...

Monica Albott had never been beautiful. Sure, she had been cute, pretty even, but never beautiful. She said this ove...

Creeping up again. That is what I thought as as I woke up in my nice but dull apartment. The life I had made for myse...

I was twelve years old when I first sat behind the wheel. I was very nervous to drive but as I was very much into car...

"Don't you realize you can make a cake WITHOUT any the products of my femininity?" asked the chicken. She fluffed he...

I have anxiety issues okay? I swear every time I come here its the same goddamn thing. All I need is to walk, so I ap...

Words were labels that he had never paticularly enjoyed. Words were lazy, letting you lapse into not thinking about t...

are in me

Two men entered, wearing respiratory masks. They came over to the register and looked at Martin, who just looked back...

Officer Malone stopped at the doorway of the house. "Do you smell that?" she asked. The rest of the team paused as ...

Hero at Midnight No one could remember who among them gave him the name Rooster; probably someone long gone by this ...

Private Morlane glanced at the watch that he'd taken off and left on the small table by his cot, rubbing his sleep-we...

Morlane hung his head. At times like these, his emotions were torments of conflict. He was grateful, yes; but he was ...