The Yellow Hat

September 23, 2011

She could see him sitting on the park bench, where he always sat in the afternoons. Whether the sun shone …

White Knight

September 16, 2011

Her feet pounded over the gravel pathway. Blue tennis shoes skidded on the tiny rocks, her feet nearly flying out …

September 9, 2011

Her fingers trembled as she brought the cigarette to her lips. She took a shaky breath and inhaled the smoke …