By Syl Dinada
I came upon a post. Well, "post" is perhaps charitable in the context.
Linda hated Christmas, or rather the long run up to Christmas. It was busier but easier
How, the scientist-pilot wondered, knowing what they knew of the
Jack’s a reindeer. Like all reindeer, Jack has one goal in life:
The town of Lime Hollow is no ordinary town, so the legend goes. Where other
It was the whine that got me. not that blinding light. I would've thought such intensity
‘Is that for next door?’ Eleanor asked the green man who had emerged from the
“I met God yesterday,” Chuck said matter-of-factly as he was picking at the sweet-looking
‘Pompom’ called a shrill voice.
When did real dogs turn to toys
Perhaps I should have questioned why someone would anonymously send me a free ticket
by Nicci Rae
There was blood in the gravy boat. That was the first thing that
Jed Baker strode across the landing strip with his usual measured pace.