Matthew’s aunt had brought him countless terrible souvenirs over the 29 years of his life so far, but this one topped them all. It was worse than the collection of dead-eyed bobbleheads, worse than the poorly painted snow globes, and … Continue reading
Category Archives: Storytime Sunday
Her feet were bare against the cold earth and rough matter discarded by tree and bush. A breeze twirled lightly through her dress and played with the strands of her hair, filled with the twilight lullabies of birds. She had … Continue reading
Ella’s imaginary friend was back. After twenty-three years, six failed relationships, two graduations, one pregnancy scare, and a stable but boring job she just showed up in the corner of the scantly furnished studio apartment Ella called home. Chloe. That … Continue reading
Zoe slipped into the alley, preferring to navigate potential lurkers and definite trash to the drunken crowds that shouted and stumbled along well-lit streets this late in the night. Rats scurried away from the echoing pat-flaps of her sandals as … Continue reading