My house, barely more than a hovel, sat on the south side of a green pillow of a hill, between a pair of very old oaks. My neighbors were terribly suspicious at first, and rightly […]
Category: Fiction
(Fiction) That’s When I Saw the Stag
in this selection, the narrator is an 8-year-old boy The day Mr. A. Tranjay came was the same day I saw the stag. That’s what they’re called. I looked it up. A male deer with […]
(Fiction) Like Magic
“Look at this,” Hammond nodded down the road from where we were parked. A vintage black Jaguar purred as it rolled to a stop in front of the bistro down the street. From our vantage, […]
(Fiction) The Thousand-Eyed Crocodile
After the events in Colorado, the name Annette Dunlop was known to my enemies. Unfortunately, I didn’t have another identity, at least not one that wouldn’t cause more problems than it would solve if there […]
(Fiction) The House
The house hadn’t always been a house. It had been a house first, but then it was a train station. It was probably more things between. After being a train station, it was abandoned. After […]
(Fiction) Minnow Ramsey speaks to God
Minn Ramsey spoke to God every day of her life. But it was only after blessed Preacher Martin came to town that God spoke back. And not just to her. To nearly every resident of […]
“As it was abandoned, the gardens and its buildings took on some of the attractions of a ruin: the tools in the earth-smelling potting shed were dusty and remote, and spiders spun webs across the […]
