Jennifer was hungry. So, so hungry. She gazed out the 13th story window of the office tower in which she was trapped. The police cars that blocked each cross street sent beacons of blue and red spinning into the urban,… Continue Reading
Sophie surveyed the menu in front of her. Slow-roasted Prime Rib — Bet it wouldn’t be as prime as the gorgeous specimen sat opposite her. Sneaking a glance over the top of the menu, she drank in his delicious face:… Continue Reading
When his mother opened the door, Conrad didn’t know whether he should close his laptop or cover his lap with the blanket, so he did half of each. “Can’t you knock?” “I’m your mother, I don’t have to knock.” She… Continue Reading
Sir Percival Pettigrew saw things other men did not see until it was too late. “I should have named you Cassandra,” said Lady Pettigrew. “Pity you were male.” Only his mother understood him. Sadly, she died in a hunting accident,… Continue Reading
A back room in a thrift store, apparently used as an all-purpose office. Small, furnished with the obligatory grey metal desk, a few filing cabinets, three non-matching, dinged-up metal and plastic chairs. Although the front part of the store is… Continue Reading
Laughing Larry earned his nickname by being the most miserable soul in Shoreditch. He was not a philanthropist. He was not an animal lover. So when I saw him lobbing a beefsteak over a ten foot wall I was interested.… Continue Reading
In a time when things were bleak, with plagues, witchcraft and inquisitions the party-pieces of fate and corruption, nothing quite so messed up your day like a village idiot. Where there was typhoid, she’d be spitting in your face in… Continue Reading
Andie woke up in the wee hours of the morning with words and images spinning in her head. She had had too much to think last night and now she could not sleep. It was Blake’s fault and she glanced… Continue Reading
When we go to sleep, everything is normal. When I wake up, my husband is a frog. I know it’s him by his little froggy eyes, which look at me just the way my husband’s did. “Did” or “do”? Do… Continue Reading
“Mr. Henning, please come in and have a seat.” “If I have to.” “So, how did you find out about this position?” “What position? Sitting position? I’ve known about that as long as I can remember.” “No, the job.” “What… Continue Reading