Holly’s Party
Short Story Brian picked me up everyday. I waited at the south entrance with Evan and Quinn. Brian didn’t have a sixth hour so he would go home first and then come get...
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Short Story Brian picked me up everyday. I waited at the south entrance with Evan and Quinn. Brian didn’t have a sixth hour so he would go home first and then come get...
Short Story I’m excited to be a dad. I’m excited to hear my wife is pregnant. To see her for the first time knowing we’ll be a full family soon. She and I will...
Short Story When I was nine I talked like Marlon Brando. I was small for my age and I wanted to intimidate other kids and seem cool. In all of his movies he...
Short Story They told me I was the perfect candidate. The ship left in a week, no training necessary. There were a few already there. “You’ll be one of the first on this...
Short Story Not a lot of people liked me. I didn’t do the stuff they did. I couldn’t play sports, and I had a small stutter, which made it hard to talk to...
Short Story Jeanne Ann Westveer was born in 1935. Jeanne married John Frederick Girard Rooks in 1960. She is the mother of my mother, making her my grandmother. When I’m writing this, my...