[Note: This short story was originally published on November 20, 2017. It was a response to the Sutherland Springs church shooting , which claimed 27 lives. According to Wikipedia, since that […]
Sir Percival cradled his helmet beneath his metal clad arm and clanked into his son’s sleeping chamber, where young Percy lay upon his straw mattress playing Dragonslayer on his Magic Stone.®
Fiction I count 68 guys in line in front of me, all waiting to meet
Fiction Fact: When you’re working closing shift at the diner you can always expect somebody to walk in just before close. It used to always be Johnny Hays and his little friends […]
Fiction I was pruning Mrs. Woodward’s shrubs when the first men walked past.
Fiction Tuesday The crew stopped working when they discovered the girl’s grave.