Gene had always been a lucky guy. He attributed his luck to good genes, of which his family had an overabundance. He was fresh-faced and rosy, had a strong body and a sturdy build, and enjoyed health and happiness and… Continue Reading
“If it doesn’t come from Safeway or Target, you can’t have it.” That’s the rule Marlo made up for herself a while back, after she lost the job at Wendy’s. She had stuck to it too. All through the winter,… Continue Reading
The muscular barbarian surveyed the circle of bodies around him, and spat in the gore-soaked sand. “Is that the best you can do?” he roared at the distant figure atop the largest of the tombs that dotted the desert in… Continue Reading
“It was humid and stuffy inside the Magach tank that sat on the ridge of Golan Heights, where rocky hills separate Israel from Syria. Abraham sat beside me, cleaning dust off his specs with a piece of cloth; they were… Continue Reading
He appeared just seconds after it happened. The knot of anxiety still held in my throat and all I wanted to do was turn back to them and scream, “Wankers!” I pulled my coat tighter and felt stupid, like I’d… Continue Reading
Ask anybody in Las Vegas about the luckiest man in the world, and you’re apt to get different answers. But tell them you want to know about the luckiest man in the world, the one with the four-leaf clover, and… Continue Reading
The sun wasn’t down yet but the sky was dim, ochre with storm clouds. Lightning stabbed at the horizon. There was no smell of rain — the rainy season wasn’t for months anyway — but the clouds might herald a… Continue Reading