The Pretense of Caring

The Pretense of Caring

Susan was startled when the man in the plaid shirt appeared. +++++She was lingering by the bookstore where she and Jeff used to browse the titles, sharing a passion with the look and feel of second-hand books, something not everyone could understand. But suddenly at...
Cradling the Damned

Cradling the Damned

The sun is setting on this muggy day. I’m slipping on moss-covered rocks, staggering up the hill to my grandfather’s cabin–my inheritance from the grumpy old hermit. His will might have read, “I bequeath to my granddaughter… this wreckage of a place.” But after the...
Two Grifters

Two Grifters

The man who yanked the door open was clearly not happy. Walking across the room he pushed three chairs noisily out of his way. By the time he got to the bar Glory Dey had set down the vodka bottle he had been opening and braced himself for an assault. Whether it was...
Petor

Petor

When I got home that night, Skeeba was crying, huddled on the floor in the middle of the living room. She stopped when she saw me. +++++“What’s happened?” I asked. +++++“Petor. There was a sweep.” +++++“Yes, there was a sweep. But that was hours ago. During school....