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The Mystery of ‘the Dead-as-a-Doornail Author’ by John RC Potter

The Mystery of ‘the Dead-as-a-Doornail Author’by John RC Potter Cornelia Vanstone took great pride in herself in general, but particularly for the following three reasons: her prize-winning gingersnap cookies, a trim waistline despite being...

Capitalism by Henry Simpson

Capitalism by Henry Simpson As he waited for the light to change, Jeff’s mind kept replaying the TV image of that sheriff’s squad knocking down the front door of the house in Painted Cave....

Bad Daddy by Gary Ives

Bad Daddy by Gary Ives Growing up the Swenson kids lived for nearly two years at our house, so I have always regarded them as family. The twins, Lucas and Marco, and I were...

The Lesson by D.W. Davis

The Lesson by D.W. Davis             I went to Kalil’s to get some smokes and a pint. It’s a block from my apartment, cheap, and he doesn’t judge. Kalil is a man of the...

Mistaken Identity by M.A. De Neve

Mistaken Identity by M.A. De Neve “It was a pleasure to meet you,” the funeral director shook Laura Shane’s hand. “Thanks, so much,” she said. He’d been a godsend. Laura didn’t know what she’d...

Transfemation by John Baldwin

Transfemation by John Baldwin “What if we could just become someone else? The same me, but with a drastically different persona?” Shawna asked this, not really expecting an answer from Terrence. They were very...

Proof of Life by Madeline McEwen

Proof of Life by Madeline McEwen Car horns honked as Myra Sykes awoke in her Taurus-cum-office parked on Koch Lane in Willow Glen, an upscale neighborhood of San Jose. She peered, bleary-eyed over the...

Patti’s Story by Julian Grant

Editor’s Note: You can read a previous story from author Julian Grant featuring the character Ned Miller titled ‘Miller’s Junction’ by clicking here. The following story titled ‘Patti’s Story’ has another adventure of Ned....

Miller’s Junction by Julian Grant

Miller’s Junction by Julian Grant Ned Miller hated how the room still stank of her death. He’d forever think of the lavender air freshener she insisted he spray every hour to cut back on...

A Circle of Seagulls by Tony Billinghurst

A Circle of Seagulls by Tony Billinghurst The postcard from England only bore three words: “Phone me – Lew.”  Sue came into the room with the coffee. “Who’s that from?” She asked, putting the...