Tag: short fiction

  • Island Getaway

    Island Getaway

    “Hold onto something. This is gonna be wicked.” Gretta always exaggerated, so I didn’t take her warning seriously.  In hindsight, I almost wish I had. The tiny boat was tossed through the waves like a child’s toy, nearly capsizing, and it might have been fine if I had just held on.  But I hadn’t.  My…

  • The Faces of Bea

    The Faces of Bea

    I could tell you a thing or two about Bea, but it wouldn’t be easy. That woman was entirely unpredictable. And complicated. She was remarkably intelligent, but incredibly naive. Sweet as a sugar plum, yet bitter to the taste. As cold as ice, and fiery enough to melt a heart. You never knew which Bea…

  • Hiding in Plain Sight

    Hiding in Plain Sight

    Those men stared through their binoculars for a good minute or two before they realized the truth of what they were seeing. “This is bull!”  Bert was furious. He tossed his nocks on the bar and gave Mimi a nod.  “Give me another.” Mimi looked over to Jerry, the owner of the pub, who eyed…

  • The Mystery Woman

    The Mystery Woman

    Charlie swore he was innocent. That’s why they hated him so much.  “If he’d just man up and confess,” the men explained, “then things might be different.” But Charlie refused to change his plea, accusing his accountant of the crime. Every penny of the firm’s investment funds went missing, and – conveniently enough – so…

  • Checkmate:

    Checkmate:

    The Art of a Con. Poor Charlie. He was so enamored with Veronica’s beauty and charm that he had no idea what he was up against. The locals knew her game. They’d seen it before… again and again.  But Charlie was new to the area, and completely unaware.  Vinnie, the young boat hand, felt obligated…

  • Circle of Life

    Circle of Life

    It’s funny how we (humans) are so prone to forgetting. Miracles touch our lives, and often change our entire trajectory, yet years down the road we barely remember them.  -The Magical Harmonica, Part III.- (READ THE STORY HERE) I was sure that my talent was a miracle, a gift that had been laid upon me…