Romantic short story

The Moose

I met Big Ben one chilly evening as the sun was setting over Lake Erie, some 12 miles east of […]

They shaved a small square above his ear where the hood would crease. The scissors, ticking like a June bug

I realized my mistake just a half second too late. I ran straight through the stop sign. Whoops. Thankfully, the

THE NEXT LIFE By Jack Freehoff Hight up in the Catskills of New York State, an attractive couple in

Gabriel struggled to open his eyes. Something was… “What the hell!” Six inches from his face was a