Winter in a Nutshell
You don’t have to shovel rain. I don’t ski.
You don’t have to shovel rain. I don’t ski.
“You wax the flyer? It’s all shiny.”
“But we have to keep warm,” Jake pleaded as he dropped a pile of blankets on the couch.
Amy wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and flushed the toilet quickly before her mother asked questions.
My name is Gracie and I am the Sentinel. I sit on the back of the Alpha’s throne and keep watch. His territory is vast and I must be vigilant. The rear court...
We’re twins, you and I. We are so much alike. We have both our positives and negatives. My yin to your yang, so to speak. Alone, we are powerless, but togeth...
Ricky checked his mailbox everyday at just before noon, rain or shine. He’d done this for as long as he could remember. Clip the leash on Duke, Number Four i...
“Happy New Year!” yelled Bernie to the drunken debauchery that his buddy Vince’s party had become. Amy sang Auld Lang Syne in the same style Marilyn Monroe s...
Okay, Nicholas. Let’s start from the beginning, shall we? When did you begin to have these dark thoughts?
I’m not a religious man, but sitting at head of the table where my grandfather would have normally sit, I looked around to my rarely-assembled family, all ea...
“Blinky, put that wrench down and get over here. I need a hand.”
Young Mary laced my bodice tight and helped me into my skirts. Dinner with the Captain required me to look my best. We’d been at sea for several months, and ...