Grist
At 6:35 AM, on a Tuesday mid-July, Alberto Salazar woke up. It was not, however, a literal awakening, considering Salazar…
Category: Fiction
Lift-Off
Two flight attendants bobbed down the aisle with gyroscopic grace as our plane taxied off the Pearson runway toward a…
Riding in Mustangs
Rain spatters against my forehead so I yell at Chris to roll his window up. It’s so hot and humid…
A Death in the Family
My Mother once told me that all the stars in the night sky were the dead souls of all the…
M, Observed
Inspector M’s funeral went just as he’d expected. His former partner, W, remarked on the irony of the circumstances that…
You Killed Me Before
The apartment was small. The living room connected to the kitchen, and the bedroom was a few paces away. As…
Record Keeping With A Twist
The earnest young intern had been sent up from Human Resources with a shy smile under her perky nose. Even…
Professional Hands
Her skin was a shade of walnut. She had dark hair that was tied up loosely behind her ears by…
Notes from a Heartbreak
I tend to do the best of my thinking in the shower, and – is not lying in a bathtub…
The Difficulty in Getting to School
I went to back out but it wouldn’t move. I checked the gear; it was in reverse so I tried…