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• Staple it Together

  by Laine P. Grey about 1 month ago

  Sigourney propelled herself through the front door. “Tasha?” she called. “Are you still here?”
  Tasha elbowed her out of the w…

• Situations

  by Laine P. Grey about 1 month ago

  Tasha glared at himself in the mirror. His clever black curls had always pleased him (and others). His crooked and unsure smi…

• Cause and Effect

  by Laine P. Grey about 1 month ago

  Sigourney wearily made up her face and curled her dark red hair. After the unfortunate breakfast that Tasha had tried to prep…

• Temporarily

  by Laine P. Grey about 1 month ago

  Sigourney’s nose smelled something burning. You let some guy sleep on your couch and he burns down your… “Oh,” Her eyes w…

• Quiet Realizations

  by Laine P. Grey about 1 month ago

  Tasha awoke with a start. Judging by the scraps of sky visible through the blinds, it was no later than four in the morning. ...

• Confessions of the Cold War Kid

  by Laine P. Grey about 1 month ago

  Sigourney ran her fingers through her hair as she watched Tasha turn hopefully. “I have a couch, if you need some place to sl…

• Leningrad

  by Laine P. Grey about 1 month ago

  Sigourney parted the curtains once more. That man had been sitting in the same spot for an hour. Each time she looked at him,...

• Child on the Moon

  by m8ryx 10 months ago

  “If you believe they put a man on the moon,” Anton began, “you’re ready to eat up any propaganda the establishment throws at …

• Fiction War, Part 3

  by Phil about 1 year ago

  Adolf-No, Ernie, Hand reminded himself-handed a cup of coffee to the Chief, and said with an accent that was pure Nebraska, ”...

• Fiction War, Part 1

  by Phil about 1 year ago

  “My name is Augustine Hand. I understand you want to hire me as a writer for your magazine?”

  The old man looked at him. They…