Category: Fiction

Dear Catherine, It’s spooky. Getting in the car in the dark before sunrise to drive to the riverside to sit.…

“Are you swearing off men completely?” Barton’s pulse quickened with relief. Vince had unwittingly offered Barton a way to refuse…

Our last encounter was at Mike’s funeral. “I hope you’ll agree to meet with me Joe,” she wrote, as the…

Four months, no shame in that. Barton hadn’t intended to fall once more into its vicious and familiar embrace. When…

After three years of caddying, I’d received the promotion every summertime employee at the Kitzbuhel Country Club in the Austrian…

Nervously playing with her hair, Annie pulled up his quiet, mountain drive. On the passenger seat next to her sat…

“All Gays should be shot.” Silence fell around us. Did they hear me, hear what I just said? I didn’t…

After another minute of walking, Dewey departed from the pebble-strewn road and lumbered up the steps to a mobile home.…

Marilyn rarely slept much anymore. She would catch maybe a couple of hours, if she was lucky, but that would…