Shotgun Annie
Shotgun Annie Annie’s German Shepard was loudly barking from outside, and when she went to the back door and looked out Killer was jumping against a tree truck and yelping at a distressed cat…
Shotgun Annie Annie’s German Shepard was loudly barking from outside, and when she went to the back door and looked out Killer was jumping against a tree truck and yelping at a distressed cat…
We were giving the kids a bath when the lights in the bathroom went off by themselves. Sheila and I looked at each other in the dimness and laughed. Funny, I said. Whats weird is…
Jeff hadn’t meant to stop. He meant to go—months in the making—but “meaning” wasn’t the same as going. When he looked at the welcoming sign of the town, something in him hit the brakes before…
This story contains sensitive content The Beginning Polly's truck ate up the asphalt, and the tiny rocks leapt out of the driveway into the street. She'd had enough of her sister’s drunken romance. She said…
This story contains themes or mentions of suicide or self harm. Preparing a Ceviche with the Fugu that I’ve fished from the East River was not living up to the hype. I was hoping it…