The Visitor at 3:12
The knock came at 3:12 a.m.—a small, deliberate sound, the kind of knock that pretends to be polite but already knows it’s being let in. Marianne surfaced from sleep as if she were enveloped in…
Mr Missfit
Williams got himself ready for his night out with the boys, checking himself in the mirror one last time. Before he met the boys jenson and Harrison all in their mid 20s their last meet…
Mayan Curse
A Mayan Curse I have never been to Mexico. And not just that, I had never even been outside of the United States. It just seemed like a time to travel. I had been working…
It Was Mercy, Sugar
Hawthorn End had always been a respectable sort of strange. The hedges trimmed themselves into polite shapes, the bins rolled home without complaint, and the fog occasionally stopped to check its reflection in the shop…
Ishmael
The sun was setting on the horizon. Yellow mixed with blue, combined with the pink and purple clouds made it look like an artist’s canvas. It seemed like the perfect evening. Our sailboat cut through…