Category: Fiction

  This happened in 1899, when the century was about to turn, twenty-five years after the city of Forge was incorporated and named after its founder and fir...

1 The morning after, the Sunday newspaper calls me “a friend who stopped by to check on the recent stroke victim.” Not the half of it, not even ten per cent, le...

  Time: 1917 hours Altitude: 34,100 ft Speed: 480 mph Position: Somewhere over Nebraska Cynthia would do bodily harm to a stranger for an ice-cold Coke jus...

Maddie and I were getting ready to grill a couple of trout in her backyard.  The evening sun lit the tops of the rounded foothills of the Berkshires, there...

Two men lean against the side of a pickup and consider the distant figure ahead of them. He stands in the middle of the road and appears to be wearing a turban ...

Charlie stood on the bank of the Rio Grande looking across at the island where, most years, he collected the downed cottonwoods to round out his wood supply for...

The car roared into Paul’s rearview mirror like the past. Cruised up fast as if it were actually going to hit his bumper, then backed off just a few feet.  ...

He was closer this time. He knew it. He stood again in the wheat field, gold beneath the summer sun. From here Annam could see the tallest cypress at the far ed...

“The letter was astonishing, but so were the whole four days,” Lorna writes to her friend Tracy in London. “We were the most unlikely traveling companions, thre...

Nora braces against a damp chill and a dusting of snow as she heads out of her Neukölln low rise to interview Georg Weiss. Weiss is the fourth entry on her cont...