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Singing Pagliacci by Marie Griffin

Singing Pagliacci by Marie Griffin Sterling’s heart raced when he thought about being late for the coffee house, but he had to get his makeup perfect.  He stared at his reflection in the mirror...

A burger and a bourbon will be fine by Malky McEwan

A burger and a bourbon will be fine by Malky McEwan “Busy?”             “No,” my default answer. When you need the money, you need the money. “What you got?”             “Simple job, man. Come meet me...

Crooked Adjustment by John W Dennehy

Crooked Adjustment by John W Dennehy Gunshots rang out downtown around lunchtime. Will stepped from a limestone building, taking a lunchbreak from the insurance claims office, thinking about nothing more than a ham sandwich....

The Quest Giver by Joe Prosit

The Quest Giver by Joe Prosit “It’s dangerous to go alone. Take this.” The kid, and he was just a kid, too young to be called a man, looked funny at the gun resting...

Faces by Larry Griffin

Faces by Larry Griffin You wake up in a hospital bed. Wires attached to your arms, a breathing apparatus in your nose. Everything is white and hard and loud. You don’t remember a thing...

The Desert by Jake Walters

The Desert by Jake Walters He was windswept like the desert around him, floating, drifting through unwelcome bouts of pain, into other worlds where his feet staggered onward, toes dragging through the sand and...