Short Stories

A 3:00 A.M. phone call can never be good news. At least that is the prevailing wisdom. When the call came, waking me from a deep REM sleep cycle, I…

I don’t know what possessed me to do it, maybe curiosity, or the challenge, or some kind of twisted dig at my father, or maybe a genuine deep-seeded desire to…

     “A man of action takes the day,” Miss Sternward declared as she wrapped up a unit on Hamlet, clearly referring to Fortinbras, that feisty anti-Hamlet who seizes control of…

“Mamaw don’t want to lock you in a cage, but I got no choice,” she apologized to her wailing granddaughter as she extricated herself from the overwrought child, both covered…