Safe

He was safe. No phones would ring, no thieves could break in, no internet hackers would steal his identity. Enclosed in his one-bedroom bungalow ten miles outside of Raleigh, Joe planned for everything. He could still get around if need be. His handicapped-modified car allowed him to visit people and go to stores. But otherwise, … Continue reading Safe

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Rain

“Hey, do you hear that?” Betty asks. She rushes into the lounge room with a stricken look on her face. “Hear what? That’s just the rain and wind. Nothing to be surprised about. It’s raining cats and dogs outside,” Andy replies and faces the television once again. “No, that’s not it. It sounds like someone … Continue reading Rain

The Interpretation of an Alligator

I wasn’t as surprised as I should have been when I read that Bobbie Baker had come home from work one afternoon to find a five-foot alligator on her doorstep. I should have been as shocked as she was when she poked it with a broomstick, and it flicked one ancient eye open to glare … Continue reading The Interpretation of an Alligator

What the Pig Saw

The pig sat beside the farmer. Its beady eyes seemed to survey its surroundings. "That's a lean pig you've got there, Len," the barman said to the farmer. "Aye. Not sure how it got to my farm. I looked out two days ago and there it was, on my doorstep." Len sipped at his pint. … Continue reading What the Pig Saw

The Paradox of Sustenance

Nick tossed the bag into the dumpster and leaned back against the brick wall to light his cigarette. His shift was almost over, second of four for the weekend, and as he inhaled he silently cursed Jason for taking off with some tramp two months ago.  It shouldn't be difficult to find a dishwasher, but … Continue reading The Paradox of Sustenance

Lunch

“Where are we going?” Dad asked again. “We’re meeting my friend, Kathy, for lunch.” She wasn't my friend. “Oh, where’s that?” I pointed. “Right there.” “We’re having lunch?” “Yes.” “Who are we meeting?” “Kathy.” I pulled into a parking space. I didn't cry. “Ok, let’s go.” “I’ll stay here.” “No, come. We’re having lunch” “Here?” … Continue reading Lunch

Late

Written by Kate Harrison. “Jubi! Don't be late,” warns Mama Fadhili, youngest of my sisters-in-law, as she pulls her bucket away from the faucet. I slide mine into place, but some water is lost, dark splashes quickly fading in the red-brown dust. Late. In school it did not matter that my mind was quick as … Continue reading Late

The Waiting

He sits in the old recliner, his body sinking into the cushions until it seems as much a part of the upholstery as the faded blue cloth. Spindly legs, legs that once raced about a tennis court and pedaled up steep hills, lie limply on the footrest. Arms which once wrestled the yoke of a … Continue reading The Waiting

A Bear in the Woods

"Mum!" Jenny gasped in a panic, groping under her pillow in the dim light. "I left Herman at the woodlot!"Her mother tucked the old quilt around her more tightly. "You can make do with your duck until we go again." She reached over and grabbed Duck Duck McStuffins. "No!" Jenny wailed. "We can't just leave him … Continue reading A Bear in the Woods

Unconvincing

“Mom, isn’t there something wrong with this diner?” I spin on the high leatherette counter stool, taking in the mirrored,overlit surfaces, the display case of cheesecakes and baklava, glossy fruit pies and multilayered cakes, the mostly empty booths and tables.“Overdone? Too much?” “No,” Sylvie murmurs. “Just something... off? I don’t know. Kind of... fake?” “Inauthentic? … Continue reading Unconvincing