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The Buggers

The Buggers

by | Oct 23, 2025 | Tom McDade

I was at Chem-Zall to update the computer software. Alicia, the woman whose place Angela had taken had opted for an early retirement package. She’d ignored my question that I’d asked twice about the origin of the company name. I never bothered to ask Angela. +++++In...
Of Duck and Timex

Of Duck and Timex

by | May 7, 2019 | Short Story, T, Tom McDade

I’m duct tape bound and gagged, must have used rolls of it. The slightest attempt to move fails. Smacked in the face, my nose is in bad shape. I’m having trouble breathing but my teeth are still in place as far as my tongue can figure out. All I taste is blood. I was...