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Not Who I Thought I Was by Mitchel Montagna

Not Who I Thought I Was by Mitchel Montagna The day I learned Bergin had died, at 50, I heard his terrified voice again, cursing me like few ever have.   We had bunked together...

Uncontacted by Matt Hlinak

Uncontacted by Matt Hlinak Georgia leaned against the bar and wiped the sweat from her brow. The grandmotherly bartender hobbled over. Georgia ordered a bottle of water in passable Portuguese. The bartender nodded and...

The Chamber by Jon D Lee

The Chamber by Jon D Lee My Dearest Stephen,      No doubt this letter will come as a surprise. It has been some years since we last corresponded, through a fault I now readily...