grab and go
The headlights sweep across the well-groomed lawns of two story houses as we turn around at the end of the street. I mute the radio while my two hulking passengers giggle like preschoolers. I’m about to shush them when, near the mailbox, the bushes wiggle. Zaye leans forward from the back seat. “There she is!”... Continue Reading →
David sat at his desk, watching traffic pass. The travel agency calendar swayed gently under the blow of the fan, revealing an exotic beach lined with Tiki bars, thatch roofs and tropical drinks. He forced himself to have one more look at the email. Words like Shortages. Performance. Can’t at this time… popped out from... Continue Reading →
You ever felt like you were meant to do something different? Like maybe somewhere the wires got crossed and forces beyond your control mixed up your destiny and left you in a bad spot? Well, that's me. The name’s Bob, although I’ve been called many things. I may not have limbs but I do have... Continue Reading →
Day twenty-six of the courthouse standoff, and Sergeant Nelson was dreaming of retirement. His usually shined Bate’s were scuffed at the toe as he looked on with stoic empathy, as men with beer guts and rifles traded insults with a group of masked skateboarders. At 53, Sergeant Nelson could smell the sawdust as he saw... Continue Reading →
Nita studied the plaque on the eighteenth step of the Lincoln Memorial, honoring the very spot where Dr. King gave his famous speech. The eighteenth step, as all the steps, were crowded with protestors. At least five people had megaphones. At least five different chants were fighting to be heard at that very minute. Despite... Continue Reading →
Doug and Marcy waited in the car, behind five other vehicles waiting in the drive-thru testing line. They clutched their respective phones, the rush and rattle of the vents the only sound between them as the air conditioning struggled against the record day temperatures. Doug looked up occasionally, to the protests across the street. He’d... Continue Reading →
I stumble into a ballroom. The place is draped in bronze, with parquet floors and chandeliers the size of Volkswagen's. Every head turns to look at me. Attractive woman with blue eyes, green eyes, hazel, brown, all wearing evening gowns. All stunning, or, well, stunned to see me, at least. There’s a rip in my... Continue Reading →
Lori and I had never been known as tech savvy. Our children always managed the downloads and all the constant updates and gadgets. So I was surprised by how she’d started using her new phone. She’d been on it more, recently, curled up in the corner of the couch as we watched House Hagglers, the... Continue Reading →
The grass is dewy on my bare feet as I stop outside. I haven’t had my coffee yet but there’s pressing business that needs doing before anything else. All night that bird, chirping at the window, summoning me like a patron to a waiter, right at the sill. Greta never stirred. Maybe if the fat... Continue Reading →
In the beginning there were thirty of us, maybe more. We crawled over top of each another, vying for space, our battles reduced to clubbing as our pinchers were tied and bound. There was no room to roam for a loner like me. I missed the frigid waters of Nova Scotia. Back when I had... Continue Reading →
Lunch Break Fiction 