Stories

Washed Ashore

Part 1: Waking Up at Sea Oh no, I’m going to be sick, she thought. She lay there, […]

(Based on Edgar Allan Poe’s “Annabel Lee”) He lay beside Annabel in the warm white sand, feeling the soft

It was my first time on a plane, flying solo with no one to tell me where to put my

50 Years He stood at the edge of the pier, staring at the water. The sea was calm tonight, almost

You couldn’t tell Chad anything. Well, you could, but he wouldn’t listen. He always had to figure out anything and