“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
Once, there were three towns named Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow situated on the banks of a long flowing river named Next Week. The people of Yesterday hated Tomorrow, the people of Today hated Yesterday and the people of Tomorrow hated… Continue Reading
She cried. It came naturally. At an early age she became sure that she might run out of tears and so she got a small box–a cast-off from her mother’s cosmetics drawer. Her small hands grasped the porcelain casing and… Continue Reading
A dark crooked man was limping down a narrow twisting track when a stone said to him, “Stop.” The crooked man stopped. “Why?” he asked. “I have to be here. Why shouldn’t you be here? You know it has to… Continue Reading
I have a thing for hair. My wife knows this. So of course she was prepared when I asked her why she’d pinned it up. “This dress has a graceful neckline. I don’t want to cover it.” “Yes, that’s true,”… Continue Reading
“It’s the tallest mountain in the solar system,” Campbell said. “Yes, but it’s on Mars,” I told him. Knowing Campbell, that was going to be a problem for me if not for him. The space race had originally been reserved… Continue Reading
The funeral is open casket. Or open aquarium, I should say; they used a fifty-gallon aquarium to hold him. A lot of it is not him — evaporation and all. With mathematical calculations (based on how tall and round he’d… Continue Reading
A child stops on the sidewalk. An ant crosses his path. What does he do? You know the answer. But do you know why? Because he can. I have been a silent sentinel over these fields for untold ages. I… Continue Reading