“The Probable Tradesman” by Gareth D. Jones
The neighbourhood was well-to-do, with detached houses and large cars. Rogerio ducked his head as he walked away from his van, hoping nobody would notice the faded paintwork and interesting selection of dents and scratches. He approached number fourteen and rang the bell.
“The Specialist” by Andrew Kaye
Marisol and I had exchanged nervous glances when a woman announced a “Code Stalker” over the hospital intercom. “That means faerie folk have been spotted in the building,” the post-partum nurse explained. She poked her head out into the hall, then quickly ducked […]
by Jeremiah Reinmiller
Dad got sick in the fall.
I worried it was bad when I found out. I was right.
The expected cavalcade of doctors and specialists followed. Treatments upon treatments were tried; prescriptions, one after another, doled out, and abandoned.
My frustration built […]
by Brian Dolton
hey dad mom told me u r going into space! that is so cool she says u r going a long way and will not be able 2 visit me 4 a wile but SPACE!!! How cool is that I will tell all the other kids […]
Welcome Briefing At The Obayashi-Ragan Youth Hostel
by Fran Wilde
Listen carefully, kids: I’ll tell you things the other hostel folk won’t. Budget carefully. This ride isn’t forever. Don’t be afraid to go it alone.
Sure, you’ll meet someone out here. Most everyone does. Two […]
Have You Seen Lucky? by Nathaniel Williams
Iggy sits next to me, curled in a tight circle, on one of the row of plastic Ikea chairs. The vet’s office smells like lilacs, probably from the spray they use to cover the scent of animal pee. […]
Glitch by Mark Cole
“I can’t type.” the robot explained patiently.
“But that was supposed to be your primary function,” Roger Blevins told it, a thin nervous edge in his voice. “Typing letters for elegant people who want to give them that ‘hand-made’ look.”
“I can’t type.” it […]
To See Sarah by Jennifer Campbell-Hicks
Angela’s ex had not yet left Earth, but he had left humanity. That’s what she thought as she sipped green tea and stared over the cup’s rim at the strange man on her couch.
“Why are you here?” she asked.
Tom rubbed his scalp. He used to run […]
Daft Old Man
by Pam L. Wallace
The old man smelled of honeysuckle and ancient woodlands, and spoke in a querulous singsong. “Chime-child, eh?” He pinned Collum with his rheumy eyes. Collum shrank from crooked fingers grabbing for his homespun shirt.
“Takes one to know one,” the old man […]
Ixtab Takes a Day Off
by Jennifer Dornan-Fish
Being the goddess of suicide is a total shit job. I see the threads of fate […]