Talk 14 – Acts
Short Story Speaking of caves and whiskey, I can’t wait to go hiking again and retrieve that bottle of whiskey we hid in the cave last time. Me neither, it’ll be great. Yes,...
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The Red Butterfly, Part Fourteen – Friend of the Abraham Lincoln Battalion
Short Story On the back of the photograph, written in pencil, were the words Robert J, 1937, Escorial España. I took the photograph and left the study. I went to my room and laid...
Cupcakes and Fingernails – Part Fourteen
Short Story The factory doors were thick, gray slabs of metal left wide open. The hallway inside led into near blackness. Broken shards of the ceiling hung down like fangs. Jennifer paused and picked...
The Human Comedy: Dr. Hamster and the Medical Industrial Complex Empire
Short Story “Good morning, Dr. Hamster!” “Hi, Janice.” Dr. Hamster was out of breath. There had been construction on the GW Bridge again. “How was your weekend?” “Your 8:30 is here.” “But it’s not...
Zedlist – Part Fourteen
Kevin was looking through the research notes Tim had given him, using them as a starting point to initiate some of his own online research. He was looking at demonology, drawing from folklore and...
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part Four – The Brewer 14
Serial Fiction The Brewer needed information about something rather specific. He needed to know what was the protocol about unexpected art deliveries at the Modern. If a large bulk of art was delivered...
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part Three – The Butcher 14
Serial Novel ‘Hey these polo shirts are too yellow for a dinner party.’ She mumbled chewing on a shrimp. ‘They certainly look like the crew on my father’s yacht.’ The Butcher said calmly....
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part One: The Baker 14
Serial Fiction They fitted right in the armchairs. A heavy wooded box with a royal insignia was the first thing the host reached for. ‘Do you fancy tobacco? I know you do smoke on occasion....
Animal Dilemmas – Squirrel Duck
Short Story The band of ducks walked merrily away to the un-fenced front lawn of the farm house. They knew they were in high favor in the eyes the giant farmer. And that affirmation...
