romance

Angel by Leonard Henry Scott The curtains moved.               Sometimes deep in the center of night, in the grim smothering darkness of a closed and curtained room, the eyes play tricks. There had been...

Rain by Frederick K Foote “Odell, what’re you doing standing there by the window like a statue?” “It’s raining, Maud. I checked the weather report last night and this morning. There was nothing about...

Whistle Stop by James D. Fratto We met three years ago in The Hague. I was on faculty leave, conducting research at the Gemeentemuseum, on Dutch women artists. Jeffrey Landers was a reporter from...

A Woman Named Dixie by Leroy B. Vaughn The waitress stopped wiping the counter, as she watched the old pickup truck that had just pulled up to the front of the diner in Sunizona,...

Embracing the Night by Andrew Hughes Bill Schultz stepped out of the drizzling rain into the bar, Euphoria. It was a busy night. There were half a dozen people sitting at the bar and...

And the Music Fades by Hunter Spurlock The high-pitched beeping was beginning to make Carl’s head throb. When the alert first began, he had flipped the channel thinking that what he was seeing must...

The Kind of Lover I Am by Giuliana Barletta As a young girl, I always enjoyed watching movies about princesses being saved by their princes. I remember wanting nothing more than to be swept...

Short Stuff by Frederick K. Foote, Jr. Nobody in San Juan, California, would have ever predicted how Tuesday Gipson would turn out. She proved the adage, don’t judge a book by its cover.  Tuesday...