A Hotel of This Caliber by Robert Duffy
A Hotel of This Caliber by Robert Duffy Rostov and Kozlov pulled up in front of the storied Continental Hotel and deliberately parked in a red zone. The small vehicle rocked back and forth...
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First, Do No Harm by Chesley Richards
First, Do No Harm by Chesley Richards I had a $10,000 gambling debt. I was a rising 5th year surgery resident, with a year more before I would be on my own and making...
The Promise by Gary Earl Ross
The Promise by Gary Earl Ross However experienced in matters of the flesh, no man forgets his wedding night. For some, that first intimacy after the exchange of vows is the final passage...
It Eats Itself by Russ Bickerstaff
It Eats Itself by Russ Bickerstaff The food eats itself. When no one’s working. When no one‘s paying attention to it. The food is kind of self-conscious about everything. So it starts eating itself....
Prey by Bill Tope
Prey by Bill Tope 1 “I had a strange dream last night, Luke,” said Rob, the owner of the restaurant where Luke worked. Luke looked up from the flat griddle where he was preparing...
The Silver Girl by Bill Tope
The Silver Girl by Bill Tope 1 It was Halloween night, 1969, when Franklin first saw the Silver Girl. He was out with his only friend, Paul, plodding through the chilly, foggy streets of...
Tramps by Bill Tope
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Flamenco by Mehreen Ahmed
Flamenco by Mehreen Ahmed In the realm of the Djinn, warmth emanated from apples. Apples were big fireballs that grew on smoky trees whose size, shape, or color never changed. Djinns, who looked like...
World Without End by Shelley K. Davenport
World Without End by Shelley K. Davenport Two days ago Kieran disappeared. Around mid-afternoon he went up into the forest to cut firewood. Although we have to go farther and farther afield these days...
