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Potato Chips

Potato Chips

by | Jul 10, 2026 | B, Bill Garvey, Short Story

His desk phone rings. “Ron Moquin, how can I help you?” +++++“It’s me, Kennedy. I’m up here in God’s country.” +++++Rick’s car is still parked in the McKeever driveway. He looks out his window at the torched home boarded up with sheets of plywood. He wipes soot from...
The Milk Jug

The Milk Jug

by | Jun 16, 2026 | B, Bill Garvey, Short Story

Timothy Sullivan navigates the abandoned house with his cell phone’s flashlight. It’s a lot larger than he thought from casing it in daylight. Soon enough he finds the living room, completely empty but for a chair and tall stool. In the chair sits Bobby Quinn, wrists...