She stood in front of him in a torn pink nightgown. She might have been eleven or twelve, he wasn't sure. All he knew is something didn't

Roger Cole released the penny from three rows back, just as the teacher turned to the blackboard. The opportune moment couldn't have been

Mischief began swirling in their deceitful, little minds. They could see the house, as all four of them hiked back from the local Dairy

The news was everywhere about the strange, luminous phenomenon that had filled the night skies for the past couple of nights. Different

She watched, from the dilapidated chair that rocked back and forth on the front porch, as another train rushed through the trees. She moved

The music was playing soft, in their small convertible, as Tamarra whispered the words, "I love you, sweetheart." Nate Blackstone