"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...
Malcolm's coo became a cry.
Malcolm's coo became a cry. The big hands came, to sweep him up, into the dark, cradled, into the big arms. And his c...
Malcolm's coo became a cry. The child peeked into the cardboard box, vexation clearly etched etched upon his face. "...
Malcolm's coo became a cry. It had been hours since we had locked ourselves out of the house but it made no differen...
The pistol was cocked, ready to go.
The pistol was cocked, ready to go. Aiming at the highway man was easy, pulling the trigger was the problem. I couldn...
The pistol was cocked, ready to go. “Your turn” she said, as my hands trembled in fear. Why was I here? Who was she? ...
The pistol was cocked, ready to go. I was going to show him. I was angry, no, furious. He cut me off! In this city, t...
My feet ached, but it was well worth it.
In the scheme of things, it wasn't a permanent state I was after. Just long enough to get on stage, dance for two min...
My hands and feet ache, but it was well worth it. We are nearly there, a couple more hours. Georgie is starving and I...
My feet ached, but it was well worth it. This is what I said when I completed that trek. The endless days and nights,...
I stare at the row of perfect houses resting on the perfectly manicured lawns beneath a perfectly blue sky by perfect...
I found the ring on the bowling green. Slipped in my back pocket for later as I was in the middle of the tournament. ...
Set down the light set it down anywhere The pure clean of a random weeknight on the coach staring at the white ceili...
I step back and look. It seems complete. Ms. Johnson comes over and looks at it. She barely glances before saying, "...
He stared at his reflection in the water for a long moment. He studied his eyes (the same dark brown that they had al...
The world was so close to perfect, he hated having to point out the flaws to the designer. It was his least favorite ...
There's somebody standing in the corner of my room.
There's somebody standing in the corner of my room. Well, "standing" may be the wrong word. There's someone IN the c...
He likes his own room, but he likes mine more. He's five. Half the time, if he had his way he would climb back insi...
There's somebody standing in the corner of my room. That's what she told me most days and as normal, I ignored her. I...
Private Morlane · Rooster · Let the regiment sleep
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 ...
Bombs were the last thing on his mind.
Bombs were the last thing on his mind. Everyone was hiding under desks, wary of the slightest sound whereas he was w...
Bombs, were the last thing on his mind. Jack turned and spoke " It's funny, that today would have to be the day we be...
Bombs were the last thing on his mind. So, when the topic came up, Ben was staring out the window thinking about his ...
Idyllic farmhouse? Well, appearances can be deceiving, I suppose. If the For Sale sign in front had said, "Abandon a...
The day it burned down my mother locked herself in her room and wouldn't take any visitors. "Mom, come out of there...
The zombies beat upon the door to the church. The flowering vines clung to the brink walls like dead man's fingers, w...