Category: Short Stories

Our Strangers

I’m on the train, traveling alone, with two seats to myself. I have to use the restroom. Without...

They were not fighting now. Only the whispers remained, and the little whimpering groans. They...

“And even the lecturers acquiesced when they found that a lecture on the sea was none the less...

On Sufferance The cat says, “I’m only here on sufferance.” The dog doesn’t...

For a moment Vashti felt lonely. Then she generated the light, and the sight of her room, flooded...

For what it’s worth … it’s never too late, or in my case too early, to be whoever you want to be....

Epigenesis “What are you doing?” the trout asks. “I’m turning on the...

Season of Disbelief The thing about the children happened in the middle of summer. Mrs. Bentley,...

You are a child in a small town. You are, to be exact, eight years old, and it is growing late at...

Warm and Nicely Buried “Mrs. Marotta, Jose is gone.” The woman took Fragua’s...

Open Arms His face turned to me now, and I could not draw a breath. I thought for a moment that my...

For the fourth time in as many years, they were confronted with the problem of what birthday...