Her Husband’s Secret
fiction by Glynis Scrivens Celine stumbled upon Anders’s secret identity by chance. He’d always been a creature of habit. Lunching at the same café. Driving home along the exact route. Holidaying in the same...
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Wolf in Wolf’s Clothing
fiction by Ellen Denton It was a beautiful spring day when I finally left the dreary confinement of Folsom State Prison after doing a dime there for robbing a deli and hitting the elderly...
The President of Sterling City Bank
fiction by Darin Z. Krogh The President of Sterling City Bank, Mr. Virgil Edwin Penrose, was out cold. His head flopped to one side as he sat slumped in the chair. Masculine voices brought...
Eat up, Camilla
fiction by Glynis Scrivens “It’s too late to put in an application for the job, Nora. Last Friday was the deadline,” Camilla said, flicking her newly blonded hair out of her eyes. “But I...
Matisse of the Action
fiction by Lee Hammerschmidt “And where exactly did you acquire these?” asked Cherise Chevalier, a gorgeous, dark-haired, long, cool drink of Möet. We were in her tony gallery, Chevalier Fine Art and Collectibles. You’ve...
Stolen
fiction by Lindy Greaves The room is dimly lit. One bare bulb sways slightly in an invisible draft. Opposite the locked door, snow swoops silently into the glass from a black void. Paint peels...
Mrs. Nezzbit’s Mailman
Fiction by W.M. Pienton Old Mrs. Nezzbit sat in her kitchen drinking tea. With nothing better to do, she was keeping an eye on her mailbox through the screen door. A childless widow, she...
Halfway House
fiction by John Smistad Josh fought the ruthless blizzard like grim death, battling to navigate his snowmobile through the dense backcountry of the Idaho panhandle wilderness. The clandestine escape from his frat’s weekend camping...
Wiggles’s Christmas Wish
fiction by Larrie Wanberg It was Christmas morning in a tiny coastal village in central California that had little claim to fame, except that a dog named Wiggles was voted “Mayor” by the residents,...
Death Claims His Prize
fiction by Glynis Scrivens There were four Deaths at the party. Well, what had Fiona expected? It was Halloween, after all. The one with the ginger hair was obviously David. Surely he could’ve worn...
