Our Strangers
On Sufferance The cat says, “I’m only here on sufferance.” The dog doesn’t...
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...
It was deadening winter, one of those feeble afternoons with coal smoke for light, but I found...
The Fix Douglas Langley owned a little sandwich shop at the intersection of Fourteenth and T...
Animal Needs ‘Come on, John,’ said Madge, and she grabbed the car keys, ‘we’ll head for yours.’...