She got off the boat and stepped into the unknown. Would she achieve her purpose? Would she fail? Would they laugh at a girl with nothing more than a wicked scar and a missing eye. What if they laughed at…
View writingThe kitchen was the kind of cookie cutter kitchen cookie cutter houses of a certain strain, the lower-middle class strain, have. Cheap particle wood cabinets linoleum tiles squares on the floor, small brushed steel fridge and small brushed steel and…
View writingThe wind has stopped howling. The air is still. Across the darkening blue sky, the full moon is arcing over the ecological preserve, hundreds of acres without lights or buildings, only the primordial marshland. Ridgeway's rails, the endangered bird that…
View writingThe truest of truths is that there is really nothing as certain as the fact That nothing is Certain!
View writingAs she stood in the entryway Kelly had the curious sensation, as you do at home when you walk into the kitchen and know that someone has just left, that this house had just been vacated by its rightful tenants.…
View writingAll the years undergound made Peony hungry to walk under the sun. Not the way the sun was now with it's interminable heat. As it was before when the oceans didn't lap over the coastal cities and the heat from…
View writingBack in my Northwestern University days, because the Evanston campus was right on the beaches of the gorgeous Lake Michigan, we would all arrange our Spring semester schedules for as many free afternoons as possible then slather our bodies with…
View writingWe were travelling up north in Scotland. We were Navy cold warriors, drafted during the Vietnam War but still fighting Russia or shall I say the Soviet Union. The year was 1970 and I guess we were lucky to be…
View writingHungry for the Sun Sarah came immediately. She understood exactly what was to be done and then it was done. Agatha watched in shock. Sarah telegraphed Mutti, who hurried to Berlin. Sarah called in the women of the Chevra Kaddisha…
View writingThey didn't see her. They saw the the scar on her face, her fatigues and weapons, and they assumed she was always like this. They never saw her hiding in a closet hoping the Talon would pass without discovering her.…
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