December 30, 2025
I decided as my New Year’s resolution that I would both no longer be taken advantage of and I would collect money for our local food bank. I’ve been doing both.
December 9, 2025
I suppose waiting until Christmas Eve was not the best of ideas. But this is when people are the most desperate and least festive, trying to make the season jolly for their loved ones while feeling inadequate to do so. That makes it the best time to find a target.
November 12, 2025
Morning. Noon. And night. The sleeves and legs ride high — a regular fit for an irregular frame. Still, it’s keen-o, he thinks. He hollers for a mirror and is obliged. Father D. should’ve seen these threads when he met me this morning.
October 27, 2025
“Forever and ever and ever. Without end. No stop.” The lead demon cackled maniacally, shaking its poker at the newcomer.
September 4, 2025
But what about Judy’s happiness? Does she count for nothing? Her therapist Dr. Hand tells her she must find her own happiness, and that her life with Punch does not define her. But those are words on a couch in a sunny office. It’s much different in a hazy kitchen with moldy toast on the table and rotting burger meat on the floor.
June 4, 2025
As a teenager, my happy place was always Jones Beach, NY. I would arrive early before the toll, just as dawn was breaking. The causeway was empty of other cars, all was quiet on the beach, parking spots were plentiful and you could choose any field you’d like.
May 14, 2025
“My, gentlemen, this woman fancies herself an explorer of new worlds — how amusing!” A deep, low humming and grumbling of men dressed in fine waistcoats and alabaster shirts echoed through the room.
April 30, 2025
You were a bright kid. You did well in school and college and in your free time you devoured books. In your mind you were part of the boarding school stories you read about. You were either the captain of the best House or the good girl who caught the petty thief amongst the girls.
April 12, 2025
Combine the ground beef with the soup.
Use the bowl – the one she got from her grandmother.
Cut up the onion. Don’t worry. You have no tears left.
April 6, 2025
Remember our family’s rusty, old sickle we played with as kids? I sold it today for a whopping 100 pounds! I think this qualifies as my best con ever.
April 3, 2025
At her interview, encouraged by Henry’s heart-stopping smile, Clarissa had lied about her experience. With no idea where to begin, she tousled her pink hair as data surged down the screen. “That’s a mess of numbers, sweetheart.”
March 30, 2025
Mrs. and Mr. Goode were dentists and rarely home. They’d try to compensate the kids by giving them everything they asked for. That is how the kids got a cat. Being spoiled as they were, the children expected the cat to obey their every word and when their parents were around, the two little angels were nothing but good…