THE HOLE by Virginia Marion
At first she thought it was a spot to be wiped off the sparkling countertop. The tiniest of specks, hardly bigger than the head of a pin but if she left it Danny would notice… oh yes he would. The… Continue Reading
At first she thought it was a spot to be wiped off the sparkling countertop. The tiniest of specks, hardly bigger than the head of a pin but if she left it Danny would notice… oh yes he would. The… Continue Reading
When in the midst of a crowded Madison Avenue, Hannah materialized in front of me, my first reaction was to grin. She looked–if possible–even better than she had years ago, during the mind-blowing six months when she was mine. Her… Continue Reading
From the Editors For Readers Ahh February! The month where even the most Spartan among us buy roses for our significant others. Finding love can be tough, so EDF would like to set the mood for your adventures in passion… Continue Reading
“When the eclipse happens, I’m going to run around the car park naked,” says Arnott. I’m still processing this when he performs some kind of dynamic lunge next to the till and emits a deep, rattling fart that sends Lisa… Continue Reading
Sammy rolled over in bed, nudging his wife Fran gently in the back. “Honey, would you get that, tell her I’ll be later than I thought. About 10 this morning.” Fran reached for the phone just as it rang. She… Continue Reading
This day, I cross the Bragoto River to the market, slave to a desire that has been growing in my heart. What beauty! I brush past women, clothed in fine reds and purples and blues like shrimps, and just when… Continue Reading
The last train to anywhere was gone. Outside the night was foul; rain spattered on the windows and ran down the glass in sorry rivulets, leaking through the skylight at a couple of places where glazing putty had cracked and… Continue Reading
“Mrs. Wilson… Rachel Wilson? Your X-rays are back, will you come through–the doctor will see you now.” The receptionist’s voice drifted into her consciousness. Just when she’d got herself comfy on this very awkward chair, damn it. “Come on, love,”… Continue Reading
The sun hangs high in the sky, and rice paddies glisten in the sunlight. Mango trees grow lush and thick, promising cool shade. The only things off about the whole scene are the crashed spacecraft and the screaming farmer. Wading… Continue Reading
The pressure is undeniable, and yet I know I will be taken for granted. I sit on the sideline. We need seven points, not six, but seven, to win the game. You see, the other extra-point kicker missed his attempt.… Continue Reading