The trip down is always tricky in the dark. Have you ever had something to do, some minor task, that … More
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The Flip Side
The music stopped, but we kept dancing. We could hear the melody going on, even though the musicians were packing up. … More
Alone Time
“Gramma, come on. Next stop Zippy’s.” Sometimes I can’t believe I’m still alive to hear this. Every year, the same … More
A Good Listener
I could smell it on him the moment he entered the room. Even more than usual. My eyes began to water. You’d … More
A Quick Trip Home
My dad used to have them outside his den. I remember sneaking down there in the dead of night to … More
Seeing Things
“There there there!” says Eddie, pointing through the crack in the curtain. “See what I mean?” I still don’t see … More
The Right Question
So I was walking right behind this guy, following him into Longs. Bam. He went directly to the nearest cashier, … More
Do Us Part
June, they say, is for weddings, and lovers often schedule their exchange of vows accordingly. Some couples may not know … More
Moving On
This old house stands a ruin. To restore it would be nothing short of a teardown. The folks on This Old House would take … More
Taken
The convertible top was seven years old now. Under good conditions, Chris figured it would have held up for many … More
The Last Time
Mr. Fujimoto wheeled his gray trash bin to the curb and dropped it at the edge. Pausing, he looked down … More
Sugar or Salt?
We sat opposite each other, each stirring coffee in thick white cups, trying to cool it off. “Cream,” I said. “Cream … More
Dear Chris,
Thank you for your note letting me know you’d received the notice I sent. It’s been a long time since we … More
The Honesty Policy
Albert could hear him stop on the other side of the door. He sounded like an asthmatic, as if the exertion … More
Short Short Stories
1. Death Wish Rendered unconscious by a fall in the bathtub, a president of Russia drowned. * * * 2. … More
The Door Is Open
Alice was down on her knees scrubbing the kitchen floor when the doorbell rang. The kitchen floor always took a … More
When Again?
The clock above his computer was a big one. Its tick, tick, tick could be ignored some nights, but not … More
This Was the Way
I left you there for just a moment, at the forest’s edge, before we began our journey. When I returned … More
The Thing in the Window
The icy wind swirled and cut at them like a knife that could slice a tomato paper-thin. Stars shown above as … More
All Those Miles
“Put ‘er there, pal,” he says, sounding as though he’s stepped out of an O. Henry story. I put my … More