Category: Fiction

Happy Birthday cocktail napkins. Two bottles of Moet & Chandon. Candle in the shape of “40”. Box of Fran’s Salted Caramel truffles. Pint of Haggen-Daz Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough ice cream. One frosted...

It was a cold snowy December morning in London. A nasty blizzard was afoot on this dreary winter morning. “That’s a nasty blizzard. Isn’t it, Watson?” exclaimed Sherlock as I entered the cozy living room of our apartment at...

I never thought I’d become a liar. I’m not sure if I’m any good at it. I ought to be. I’ve had so much practice. At night I listen to your sleep breath. Steady. Enviable. You never seem to lose sleep over...

I know friends mean no offense when they say, “For your age you’re in good shape; you’re running fast for your age; you don’t have much gray for your age.” I feel a flush of pride and accept it as a compliment. But I’d like to...

While courting, Jacob liked to whisper to Rachel, “Soon we can share ‘God’s Gift.’” On their wedding night, Jacob prayed with her about the sanctity of ‘God’s Gift.’” Rachel soon discovered, however, that Jacob’s version of...

  Jerry Bertran looked at the news on the vidscreen. The headlines screamed about the latest stunt that “The Champion” had undertaken just two days before. Free diving to a depth of over eight hundred feet and then...

My Daddy, Horndog Hiram Clyburn, announced to every man, critter, and gal he ever encountered: “Two things I can’t abide are polka dots and yellow teeth.” Daddy, he rose up from Clay County, Carolina dirt. Declared himself a...

The place smells like hotel shampoo, a collision of sandalwood and tangerine. She is almost unrecognizable. The mortician had slathered a deep shade of burgundy around her thin lips. It’s inappropriate. Did they glue her mouth,...

There’s no place like home. Well, no place like Auntie Em’s house. That’s home for me now. My parents have been “getting divorced” for the past four years. Feels like forever. They can’t agree on anything. Rather than shuttling...

The blue water reflecting the sunlight in flashes of light is inviting. All around the pool, the gardeners are trimming away trees to create an open patch for the sun to warm the water. Swimming is her favorite exercise. Mara is...