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The Woman in Black

The Woman in Black

by | Jul 24, 2020 | B, B.R. Stateham, Short Story

She wore a black dress. +++++Black as a vein of Pennsylvanian coal. A dark material that clung to her firm young body like freshly applied shrink wrap. She was not very curvaceous in form. She would never grace the two-page spread out of a Playboy magazine. But she...
The Lovely Irene

The Lovely Irene

by | Feb 10, 2017 | B, B.R. Stateham, Short Story

So . . . in a nutshell . . . this is what went down. See if you can figure it out. +++++The body was found sitting upright on a toilet bowl, slumped over onto one of the metal walls of the toilet booth, very much dead . . . obviously . . . due to the blade of a very...
Friday the Thirteenth

Friday the Thirteenth

by | Jan 12, 2016 | B, B.R. Stateham, Short Story

He turned around and glanced at his partner.  The monstrous goon was standing directly in front of the burning headlights of the Ford Mustang, big mitts for hands stuffed into the pockets of his slacks, and fully outlined like some black silhouette of a nightmare....
Augustus Commands

Augustus Commands

by | Nov 25, 2015 | B, B.R. Stateham, Short Story

The roar of the crowd erupted like a Vesuvian shudder.  The noise was visceral.  Thundering across the long, narrow arena like an audible tidal wave. Ten thousand Romans came to their feet in a spontaneous clatter of excitement when, some distance below on the damp...