I love family vacations. But seriously, Oymyakon? What were we thinking?
Ice pellets beat against the hotel window. Outdoors it was snowing. And the wind chill made my bones ache, even wearing an ushanka.
Beside me my sister giggled in her new bikini. “Are you ready?” Continue reading Refreshing
The boss paced the length of the room and stopped. A chair took flight, bouncing off the whiteboard.
At the table, the suit raised an eyebrow. “Are you through?”
What was I thinking? The designer knew he was fired. He pressed Continue reading Frivolous
The locked gates rattled for a moment as he passed through them. As he crossed the courtyard, he read the leaves and debris strewn about, looking for evidence.
A trace left no doubt. Aasima was here. He walked unobserved past the smoking guard with a gun. Continue reading Help?
“Well, what do you think?” asked Josie.
“That’s it? Your plan?”
Josie raised an eyebrow.
Madeline blew her breath out. “Mom will be angry.”
“Who said anything about telling her?” Continue reading Secret
Most of the family attended the reunion. Aunts, uncles, cousins. It promised to be fun.
The book drew her in. Each page pulled the curtain to another world back centimeter by centimeter.
The girls were disappearing. The protagonist engaged, Continue reading Window
Nonsense. We didn’t go to that rally looking for a fight. You can’t believe what those stupid news people say. They’re morons.
The brass knuckles? Sure. I carry them in my pocket at all times. Self-defense. This city is a stew of crime. People get jumped all the time.
Laughs. That old guy? Continue reading Fight
He denies his voice, keeping his own counsel. A bitter light comes through the window. Outside, colors surge and pulse like a kaleidoscope of butterflies in mystic patterns.
What muse speaks to her son? His hands jerk, fingers fling outward. His head tweaks to the right, always Continue reading Dirty Brushes
She walked through the bookstore, her eyes as big as saucers, her hands reaching out and running along the bindings.
“You have books, real books!”
“Yes.” Continue reading Left on a Shelf
It’s a weekend morning. I should be watching cartoons. Or looking through my new comic book. We should have eaten breakfast.
My brother and I are stuck with mom. She woke us up to come, gag, shopping.
Clouds erupt out of Continue reading Envy
Celeste’s cell buzzed. She was in a meeting with a client. Ignore it. She knew who it is.
The client wasn’t completely happy with the new design. Celeste’s boss entered the fray to assuage the client. Trampling over her work was, well, just business. She still didn’t see how the cabinets would work well where the Continue reading Drop