Reunion of Death – Part Two
Serial Mystery continued from part one Chapter 4 It was at least another hour-and-a-half before any of the other guests arrived. Seth had been puttering around the house mostly waiting for their inevitable arrival:...
Category: Short Stories
The Woes of the Zombie Man – Chapter III
Short Story Which tells of a time Boris and Bugger experienced a bout of “food” poisoning. For many days they reminisced on the good eatin’ they had done and been punished severely for, wondering...
All That Glitters Is Not Gold
Short Story The only real objections seem to come from the oscillating fan swaying its head side to side in the corner. With the barrel of the 9mm handgun stuffed in his mouth,...
Coasting – Part One
Short Story Milly: “I gotta take the bus home.” Von: “Okay.” Milly: “So I need two-fifty.” Von: “Where’s your bus pass?” Milly: “I don’t have it.” Von: “I know, but where is it?” Milly:...
There, One Cherry Tree
Short Story Look, she’d pointed and began to jump so as to see better. Do you see? There is one there! She said, shaking his arm. At first he wasn’t sure what she...
The Storm Woke Me
Short Story I was dreaming. I was dreaming of us. You and me. You were here. Lying next to me. I could feel your breath on my cheek. We ate scrambled eggs and...
Three Sisters Are We: Part One – Daphne
Don’t ask me how many days we were captives aboard that monstrous ship. Don’t ask me. Days and nights spilled into one another, during which we were bound to a wide column amidst crates...
Russian Roulette
Short Story She stood among the crowd of thousands of people in the Red Square. All were waiting for the countdown to mark the new year, a new millennium, but she was waiting...
The Road Through the Trees
Moral Short Story My father used to tell me that working hard was the most important part of life. That a hard working attitude was the most important attribute in a man. I...
The Policeman Who Shot a Dog Named Tycho – Part Two
“Hey, look here a second—he’s got a collar!” Dan gestured at the dog. A small brass disc hung from the strap, dangling where his Adam’s apple would’a been if he could talk any. Poor...
City of No Angels
Short Story The angel fell with an unceremonious thunk right into a puddle of mud. Grumbling to herself, she rose and tried to wipe it off of her dress. “This is ok. I’m ok....
