Short Story Sunday: Warmth
Warmth (an Austin and Elizabeth Story) “Your hand is cold.” Austin always said that. He couldn’t help it. It was … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Warmth
Warmth (an Austin and Elizabeth Story) “Your hand is cold.” Austin always said that. He couldn’t help it. It was … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Warmth
Christmas Orphans (a short random tale) “Why do I have eyes of different colors? The brown eye is my own. The … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Christmas Orphans (a short random tale)
Donner Lake Travis glanced at the sign as they drove past. His wife was asleep. The baby was snoozing in … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Donner Lake
Prisoner of Love It wasn’t as if Andy had planned on being locked in a basement. No windows. It wasn’t … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Prisoner of Love
As Chloe walked her dog on the cold November morning, her mind turned to the holidays. Why was there yet … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Green Man
Morning at the Vineyard A story from Juliette Kings Andrew didn’t remember much when the door opened with blinding light … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Morning at the Vineyard
Conversion (An Austin and Elizabeth Story) “Durant, we found something.” “What do you mean you found something?” “Live dead bodies.” … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Conversion
“My son is living a nightmare no child, nobody should ever have to deal with.” Dr. Michael Trent spoke with … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Friends Forever