Category Archives: Shorts

We rolled along the ground, the little wheels tossed about by the rough turf, then all of a sudden, the ground fell away and I was alone with Mr. Peters, my sixth-grade band instructor and the pilot of the small … Continue reading →

The old woman struggled with the sack that wanted to tear itself from her withered arm. Not that it was heavy, because it wasn’t. It was its girth that gave her a loose hold on it. She thought about resting … Continue reading →