Short Stories

The Ghost at 4131

The stack of dishes on the table near my elbow made a sound that couldn’t be ignored. I was up late and alone, enjoying a few minutes of reading in a quiet, still room. Until then. The sound grew louder. The raggity, Dr. Seuss-like tower of cups and saucers – still...

Night Terror

Sweat rolled into the corner of his eye and stung. His shirt was soaked through and the cool night air that billowed under the door only made it worse. He pulled his knees up to his chest, and shivered. He didn’t know how much more he could take. The soldiers were on...

The Fall

Russell hit refresh and stared as emails popped in. Same as yesterday, and all the yesterdays now counted as years, his inbox filled with messages from colleagues, students, people who looked up to him, people who wanted to be him. All of them persons he was about to...

The Christmas Gift

The north wind was bitter, but north was the direction the children needed to walk to get home. Sylvie skipped ahead of her brothers, singing, defying the icy air to steal her voice or her happy mood. Christmas was coming. Ted never minded walking beside his sister,...