How I got quarantined with Nadja Friess was one-part luck, one part circumstance, all parts awkward. Her parents were out of the country. My parents were out of my life. So that left the two of us, in the hills of Vermont, with a bishop, a handful of nuns, and two sleepy security guards. If... Continue Reading →


This trailer ain’t but so big, and with four girls, it’s all I can do to keep them from fighting every day. It’s summertime, hot, and they mope around, a hurricane of blonde heads, whining, complaining about how they’re bored, painting my toenails and hogging the TV. Otherwise just being pests. If only I’d had... Continue Reading →

Case Work

“Barb, I think we’ve got it.” “Got what?” “Everything. It’s all here. The MoneyMakers case.” “Remind me again, that one?” “Jesus, Barb, what’s going on with you? And why are we meeting at this dive bar at six in the afternoon?” “Evening.” “Whatever. MoneyMakers, I’ve got it, now we just need—” “Moneymakers…Moneymakers…” “Are you serious... Continue Reading →

Time Frame

“I would have never married you had I known it was so small.” “What?” Gary exclaimed, sitting up on his side of the bed. “Oh please, don’t be so dramatic. You know what I mean.” “I’m hoping that I don’t.” “Of course you don’t. I mean your attention span.” Gary studied his wife. They didn’t... Continue Reading →

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