The Gates
We saw no one for hours, until we did, or thought we did.
Courting Flesh and Blood
Then she returned to Atlanta as one returns home after the smoldering fires, having nothing left to burn, have smothered themselves and the only choice is to rebuild.
On The Boardwalk
She almost left when she saw him.
1,000 Word Dash
It’s still possible a squirrel will take me in another direction, but for now I may as well give this idea some light.
I Don’t Want to be a Novelist
No, I have not written a novel. Well, once, but it was miserable and I never want to do it again.
Reputation Intact
Sandra had mentioned to Jason she dreamed of being the amateur sleuth to solve the mystery.
The Ghost of The Museum of Music
He never intended for her to believe the museum was haunted, but that was her conclusion nonetheless.
Janitor Jamison and The Delinquents
Long before they tried skipping class and smoking on campus, Jamison was one of them.
This Is My Corn 