Category: Fiction

Mr. Gleason by Cyndi Cresswell Cook

“Cut it out!” Sam Cooperman protested as Mark Withers reached across the aisle to extricate a tan notebook from under Sam’s arm. Mark pulled it in spurts. Sam was gradually conceding as the notebook was slipping out from under...

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Floppy Ears by Cyndi Cresswell Cook

“She accidentally killed a puppy,” my brother Keith whispered to me. “What, who?” I asked. I had just sat down at the family dinner table and was looking for the silverware. My mother usually had it at each setting. Where was...

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On the Tropic of Murder by Cameron Ramola

March 3, 2036. I finally have the time to take a vacation. Or, more accurately, the police chief told me that I had to take the time. He had decided that he was tired of finding me in the coroner’s office, especially since there...

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The Map to Belonging by Garr Parks

One breezy October afternoon, Eddie left work and drove to Parham’s Lounge. The route led through Springfield’s rough inner-city streets, ones that needed paving and were lined with run-down houses that cried for renovation....

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DARK NIGHT OF THE SOUL BY RICHARD MARRANCA

Melissa Peabody sat mumbling in her lime Volvo. She was parked in an alley off the main street of the town. She felt a time-space vibe with cars and trains going back and forth, and passengers disembarking into the station. She...

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NEXT OF KIN BY KATY KEFFER

Eileen’s hands shook as she pushed back the living room window curtain. At 6:15, Samuel was over an hour late. Her husband prided himself on his punctuality, a character trait Eileen adored until the lack of it added to...

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THE CAREGIVER BY RIMMA KRANET

My father’s caregiver knows how to build bombs; “I’ve dealt with metal all my life. Metal is all around us,” he said as he picked up a teaspoon and waved it in the air to make his point. Yuri is a tall man with large feet. His...

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RINGO BY CYNDI CRESSWELL COOK

“Is this one Ringo?” my sister, twelve years old, asked our brother Keith, who was fourteen. She was holding out a glossy page from her Teen Talk magazine. “You’re so stupid,” Keith replied and slumped back against the blue...

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