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Valentine’s Day Massacre by Doug Hawley

Valentine’s Day Massacre by Doug Hawley Special Report To Stumptown Magazine by Elmer Jakes February 10, 20xx I was at her bedside when Ginger Smith uttered her last words.  “Why did Ted do this? ...

Thursday’s Money by Grant Tracey

Thursday’s Money by Grant Tracey Slipping free would be tough. The ropes weren’t nylon but hemp. Coarse fibers scuffed and cut into the skin of his wrists. Across from him was a woman who...

Green Valley Lane by Keigh Ahr

Green Valley Lane by Keigh Ahr Most nights, I wouldn’t notice the nondescript gray sedan idling behind me as I wait at this traffic light. But this seemingly innocuous four-door has been following me...

The Mystery of ‘the Dead-as-a-Doornail Author’ by John RC Potter

The Mystery of ‘the Dead-as-a-Doornail Author’by John RC Potter Cornelia Vanstone took great pride in herself in general, but particularly for the following three reasons: her prize-winning gingersnap cookies, a trim waistline despite being...

Capitalism by Henry Simpson

Capitalism by Henry Simpson As he waited for the light to change, Jeff’s mind kept replaying the TV image of that sheriff’s squad knocking down the front door of the house in Painted Cave....

Bad Daddy by Gary Ives

Bad Daddy by Gary Ives Growing up the Swenson kids lived for nearly two years at our house, so I have always regarded them as family. The twins, Lucas and Marco, and I were...

The Lesson by D.W. Davis

The Lesson by D.W. Davis             I went to Kalil’s to get some smokes and a pint. It’s a block from my apartment, cheap, and he doesn’t judge. Kalil is a man of the...

Mistaken Identity by M.A. De Neve

Mistaken Identity by M.A. De Neve “It was a pleasure to meet you,” the funeral director shook Laura Shane’s hand. “Thanks, so much,” she said. He’d been a godsend. Laura didn’t know what she’d...

Transfemation by John Baldwin

Transfemation by John Baldwin “What if we could just become someone else? The same me, but with a drastically different persona?” Shawna asked this, not really expecting an answer from Terrence. They were very...

Proof of Life by Madeline McEwen

Proof of Life by Madeline McEwen Car horns honked as Myra Sykes awoke in her Taurus-cum-office parked on Koch Lane in Willow Glen, an upscale neighborhood of San Jose. She peered, bleary-eyed over the...