| Driftwood
| | When people say they hate snakes, or spiders, or elevators, what they really mean is they're afraid. Me? I hate the red light at the corner of South and Main. I pull up and flip on my right-turn... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 18-06-06 |
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| Tell Them Loud
| | He had carried her through the woods, back to her own safe bedroom, and gently laid her down on the bed. "You're okay, hear?" he told her. "You're okay. Nothing wrong with you now. Go to sleep." That... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 18-06-06 |
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| The Last Eight Minutes
| | So I haven't decided yet. What do I want? Do I want you to lie to me? Do I want you to just shut up? Somebody wrote down the time, the exact time it happened. I saw. We'd been talking on the phone... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 19-06-06 |
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| What I'm not.
| | Not a hero from the skies... | | Words: | 97 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Public |
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| Question
| | Question:... | | Words: | 66 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Public |
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| Bullhorn
| | He moves slow,... | | Words: | 50 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Public |
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