Premonition

Bob’s alarm jerked him out of a bad dream. When he opened his eyes, he was saved from a grand … More

Soundproof

For the first two years in Madison, I live in Susan Bradford Hall. It’s on Greek Row. Once a dorm … More

Rolling down his window, “Beware,” he said. “There is some beast in there. These old houses. It’s easy for them … More

I stood there, frozen by what I was seeing. The woman, attempting to run out her front door, screamed for … More

A couple of years after Andrea’s father, someone I’d grown up with, died suddenly, her mother, whom I did not … More

I saw them on the sidewalk up ahead, a tall Haole guy, very fit, maybe six-feet two, in a tank-top … More

I go downtown more often these days. Nostalgia. Chinatown was a regular haunt for me during small kid time. My … More

The dream was so horribly vivid that I thought I was awake and watching the news on TV. A friend … More

The trip down is always tricky in the dark. Have you ever had something to do, some minor task, that you … More

The music stopped, but we kept dancing. We could hear the melody going on, even though the musicians were packing up. … More

“Gramma, come on. Next stop Zippy’s.” Sometimes I can’t believe I’m still alive to hear this. Every year, the same … More

I could smell it on him the moment he entered the room. Even more than usual. My eyes began to water. You’d … More

My dad used to have them outside his den. I remember sneaking down there in the dead of night to … More

“There there there!” says Eddie, pointing through the crack in the curtain. “See what I mean?” I still don’t see … More

So I was walking right behind this guy, following him into Longs. Bam. He went directly to the nearest cashier, … More

June, they say, is for weddings, and lovers often schedule their exchange of vows accordingly. Some couples may not know … More

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

The convertible top was seven years old now. Under good conditions, Chris figured it would have held up for many … More

Mr. Fujimoto wheeled his gray trash bin to the curb and dropped it at the edge. Pausing, he looked down … More

We sat opposite each other, each stirring coffee in thick white cups, trying to cool it off. “Cream,” I said. “Cream … More