Beat – Part Two
Short Story And it did for a brief moment…but then the heartbeat between my ears danced off on its own, a wild gavotte entirely separate from Anna’s. I looked up to her, my heart sagging...
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Short Story And it did for a brief moment…but then the heartbeat between my ears danced off on its own, a wild gavotte entirely separate from Anna’s. I looked up to her, my heart sagging...
Short Story In the next few weeks, Tommy had talked to Scarlett a few times, and hung out with all three of them every few days. Greyson told Tommy that Jason had given them...
Short Story Jason pulled out his banjo and said, “After talking to these three kids, I decided to write you a song.” Tommy looked like he had stars in his eyes. “So…” Jason continued,...
Short Story After realizing that his parents were waiting for him at the end of the path, Tommy stopped short. Cash stumbled into him and said,“What’s the hold up, little man?” Tommy, who was too...
Short Story THE TIME I CRASHED A PLANE INTO MEXICO Now, sure as the world is spinnin’, I’m a mountain man at heart. That being stated all truthful and all, a man can’t be expected...
Short Story THE TIME I SAW A UFO This tale begins in a bar, like most good tales, I’d reckon. Well, the rain was coming down thick, and it was thunderin’ like I had...
Serial Story Chapter 1 “Honey, I thought the point of moving back to your hometown was to get back in touch with your roots.” -“Excuse me? You are the one who insisted we move...
Short Story The Black Mamba waited in ambush four days before a small mouse finally passed in front of its hiding bushes the snake leaped forward and bit it with great pain for its...
Short Story I sat down, calm yet anxious and began to prepare my shot. I got my kit from a well placed and convenient hiding spot beneath the couch. I went through the...
Short Story I was driving to a bar, drinking a bottle of wine. I pulled into the parking lot, finished the bottle, and walked in. The place was packed. It was always packed...
Short Story The Aardvark reached the ground of the termite mound in short time for it knew the way well. It was not going to feed on the mount for another few days giving...
Short Story The grease was still fresh on my shirt from cleaning out the traps. I’d burned my index finger on the hot, chrome oil filters, near the second knuckle. My brow dripped...