What do you see when you look in the mirror? Sometimes when I look beyond…
Tag: Short Stories
October 18, 1986 We had the best day. The sun was shining, our plans well…
Today I’m writing in response to a prompt from the creative minds at WordPress on…
By All Accounts, A Most Incredible Year More than 400,000 music fans attended Woodstock. Sesame…
And the Metal Monster that Missed She always knew she was different, the White Cow…
The rapping on the door became more insistent. I didn’t move and I didn’t make…
I wanted a cup of coffee. No! That’s not right. I desired a mug full of…
‘Please tell me your account number.’ ‘401725983’ Silence . . . ‘Was that, 407125983?’
