Across the face of every freshman streaming into the lecture hall on the fall semester’s first day was the same unspoken question: “Am I in the right class?” Professor Bill Meriwether had every intention of answering that question — just… Continue Reading
My red curls fall over the pages of the Aqua Force comic I’m reading at our lake house when I hear the newsman on TV talk about two women rescuing a boy trapped under a car. “The two women sprang… Continue Reading
Balancing her backpack and the box of doughnuts from Krispy Kreme, Jenny opened the door to the cramped student apartment she shared with Mark. She was surprised to see him still sitting at the kitchen table, two laptops going full… Continue Reading
The plan suddenly made sense. “So… I’m bait?” I asked. I stood, shoulders slouched, hands in pockets, engulfed by the shadows of five colossal warriors in our lantern-lit war-tent. “No, you’re not bait,” Alruc said. “You’re our vanguard!” He threw… Continue Reading
“Should I keep being nice to Brandon, even though he keeps messing with me?” Nick said as he began to shake the ball. He forgot to breathe. The bubbles began to clear. SIGNS POINT TO YES “Fine. I’ll be nice… Continue Reading
It’s summer again. Bikini season. I try to lose weight, really. I exercise, drink water, cut calories. I try to emulate slender people, slender species — to learn, and become something greater, well, thinner, but greater than myself in the… Continue Reading
The phone rang when my spoon hovered over a bowl of chocolate ice cream. I rose and pulled Alexander Graham Bell’s revenge out of my pants pocket. I ignored my wife’s tightly clasped hands and raised eyebrows. “Hello.” “Sir, I… Continue Reading
“Civic Holiday? Only Canada could come up with a generic name for a national holiday,” Nora snorted. She took a long sip of her Labatts and looked out the window of the Eganville Hotel at rain pouring into the Bonnechere… Continue Reading
With an unceremonious thud, Destiny drops a small box on the kitchen counter. It’s an ordinary-looking box, except for the slightly soggy bottom. As her boyfriend gets up with a start from the couch, she says, “Jojo, I just need… Continue Reading
So what if I wear Christmas panties in July? As long as I don’t get in a car accident, no one will ever know. So what if one pair has a small bell on the back that jingles softly under… Continue Reading