Short Story: No Crib for a Bed
A Lise Norwood Mystery by Andrew Nance It was late afternoon as I struggled with the huge picture frame, squeezing Nick’s Christmas present into the backseat of my Mini Cooper. I had found a big
A Lise Norwood Mystery by Andrew Nance It was late afternoon as I struggled with the huge picture frame, squeezing Nick’s Christmas present into the backseat of my Mini Cooper. I had found a big
by Claire Matturro Dayton sipped his vodka martini when he would rather have had a beer and listened to Miriam talk about her recently murdered boss. Saturday night, and he was out with a real
By Freda Hansburg On Saturday, May 21st, the newspaper carried a small story. A self-proclaimed prophet had predicted the Apocalypse would begin today, the faithful transported to heaven. Late that afternoon when she finished her
by Brett McKay Liberty is a thirteen-year-old teen in my latest novel, Liberty Justice, released by Red Adept Publishing. Liberty takes care of her heroin-addicted mother while battling adolescence and struggling to fit in at a new
by Kate Birdsall “They act like this shit is a matter of-of national security, when really it’s just a health-food store! What’s corporate about it?! I mean, give me a break!” Tina stood atop a milk
by Angela McRae Lynn woke and, realizing what day it was, closed her eyes and pulled the sheet up over her head. Maybe she could sleep a few more minutes and postpone the inevitable. But
by Barbara Conrey It happened like this: Big Mom and Little Mom wanted a beagle puppy. They had decided to buy one from some fancy-schmancy beagle-breeder in Kentucky. And then Big Mom saw a picture
by Deborah L. King A side story of Glory and JT Chicago 1976 Marcus Jackson picked up the hysterically laughing ten-year-old and gave him a gentle noogie. “Ready to take a break, Shorty?” Marcus asked.
by Alessandra Harris Short Story Set in the 1950s My toes sunk into the hot grains of sand as I darted along the beach in Santa Cruz. I tried to ignore the lump in my throat
When I first started to work for Harper & Row after grad school I was ushered around the floor of our college division by Phil Leininger, the dean of all publishing English editors at the