The Open Door

A gray smudge smeared across the city as a steady drench poured on the usual congested traffic. Taxis swerved in and out of lanes. Bicycle messengers pumped with helmets pointed…

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Random Funerals

     The children popped out of their grandparents’ Nash like champagne corks with energy bottled up during the long, arduous ride. Great Aunt Millie stood on the front porch steps…

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The Kayak Compendium

     He texted, “TMR?”      An upturned thumb emoji came back immediately.      “845?”      “Sure.”      He sent a disturbing ghost, a skull, and a knife.      The next…

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