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 →
Daddy was acting like he’d won some sort of prize, giddy and out of breath as he lifted the chair from the truck—the straps flapping and the wires wrapped around the back—and set it down in our front yard. He said the chair was justice, it kept bad people from doing bad things. Daddy said... 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 →
I’m fighting my vacuum cleaner when a commercial screams at me from across the room. A beach scene with a diverse group of clean smiles and happy twentysomethings drinking beer from slim cans. A fiery sunset hangs to the horizon over the ocean, as the glowing embers take flight and a deep voice instructs me... Continue Reading →
The last thing I want to do is fight Carlos Kemp. But after he challenged me in the cafeteria, right in front of Lisa Crosby and everyone else in school, what choice did I have? Now, if I don’t show my face at the roller rink, everyone will think I’m a coward.Besides, I might as... Continue Reading →
*This is a longer piece, maybe the opening chapter to something I'm working on. Please excuse typo's and errors. -- The crowd went nuts as we stormed the field at Park Stadium. It was a perfect night for football, clear and crisp with trails of smoke from the cannons in the north endzone. We... 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 →
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 →
Gramps had been getting worse over the past few months. Aunt Janet called and left detailed messages. She went on about his most recent fall or scrape and the toll it was taking on Nan. She had to lug him out of bed sometimes when he got confused. Her back couldn't do it much longer.... Continue Reading →
I found Kurt in the breakroom, discussing the perks of yoga with an intern. I rolled my eyes. “Kurt, let’s go. The MASH meeting has started.” “Oh, is it Thursday, already?" he said with a smile. "Well, I’d hate to miss such an important matter." A slight bow to the girl. "Namaste, my dear." I... Continue Reading →
Lunch Break Fiction 