The shadows aren’t the only things that have been seen by my family. My mother has told me stories of things she had seen that she too wished she had never seen. It seems that my family has been overseen …

As it is written on stone, paper or any other tablet: souls of the guilty, damned or merely lost are condemned to suffer the wrath of the one fallen angel.  To suffer through the hellfire for the rest of eternity.  …

The shadows elongated as the sun began to sink below the horizon. Nervously Celeste looked over her shoulder; sure there was something, someone out there watching.  There was no sound, not a footfall of another human, nor a rustling of …

I understand why it was there. I mean, I’m not stupid. It was there for a convenience. It made perfect sense, the floor of the bathroom closet sat right over the laundry room. So yes, it made sense to put …

Liz pulled her car onto the driveway and turned off the engine. She sat in the driver’s seat, her vision fixed on the windscreen. Outside the rain was falling in sheets, a solid wall of water that promised to render …

(To Ernie, and with a nod to Arthur C. Clarke’s story by the same name.) A boy has no better friend than his dog. A more trustworthy and loyal companion there is not and cannot be. While the boy, being …

She was up for promotion, and had just finished running the corporate gauntlet of interview-presentation-interview, and had to go to the bathroom. It never failed; any time her nerves get ramped up, her bladder revolted as soon as the situation …