Jason got a full-time job as a research assistant at a museum while he worked on his master’s degree, which means he hardly slept. He was also a teaching assistant three days a week, which meant he was basically teaching a class. Most of the time he seemed to be on...
Stay
In the beginning, it was just a simple rule: stay. It made her nervous and excited. It made her happy because it was an easy rule to follow. It made her pout because it was too easy. She wanted to show him that she could do more. She could be a good girl. She could be...
Stockings and Whispers
“Hush hush,” she whispered and patted my head. She brushed my hair back and played with it gently, twirling it between her fingers. I was on the floor, my head against her knee as she sat on the couch. “Will you fix my stockings, love?” She whispered. It wasn’t really...
Strand
Let me describe the first time I met her. I was in The Strand bookstore, the one on 12th street, one of the most amazing places in the world. The smell of old books was almost overpowering there. I was in the mystery section looking through war-torn copies of Raymond...
Summer
I don’t hate the summer, though I find heat a lot more uncomfortable than cold. I find it is easier to warm up when you are cold than cool down when you are hot. I can’t wear the kinds of clothes I like in the summer. That being said, I don’t hate the summer. In the...
Sunday Girl
On Sundays, I always make us pancakes. Hot coffee on the cold days, but if it’s warmer than 60, I make iced coffee. I love to watch the swirl of cream in one of my old pint glasses full of dark cold brew. I love long languid mornings. I try not to put on the...
The App
He checked his phone again just as the blinking green dot of the location he was looking for merged with the solid blue dot that represented him. He looked up and saw the address of the building, which matched the address on the app. He went to the door of the...
The Archivist
There is a particular brand of depression you experience when you have to move back in with your parents. At the tail end of college, Kate got lots of promises from professors and advisors, thay her years of studying esoteric and philosophical subjects would lead to...
The Doll Collector
The streets were black, wet, and peppered with gold and red October leaves. At seven o'clock, the sky had already grown dark, with only a few lingering fingers of ruddy crimson at the edges to show where the sun had descended. Alan walked down the familiar street, his...
The Ex
Henry was making bacon again. There was something both charming and annoying about his propensity for, and enjoyment of, elaborate breakfasts. Beth had grown up on cold cereal, as had Henry if she recalled correctly. Bacon and eggs were reserved for the weekends when...