Category Archives: Short Stories

Wild Magic…a short story

“Mind if I sit here?” he asked. She looked up from her book, saw all the empty park benches and said, “Yes, I mind.” Then she went back to reading. “Why?” “Sit someplace else.” “I want to sit here,” he … Continue reading

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Joey and Diana…short story

“Get off the roof,” said Joey’s mother, staring at the two children.  “How many times do I have to tell you to stop climbing on the garage?” “I don’t think there’s a specific number,” shouted Diana. “We’re going to fly,” … Continue reading

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The Runaway…

“Where are you going?” asked Devin. “I’m running away,” said Chrissy. “Why?” “To get life experience.” “Can’t you get that at home?” “No, not really.  Life is out there somewhere.” “Where?” “Anywhere but here.” “I didn’t know that.” “Now you … Continue reading

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Questions…

“Why are we here?” he sighed. “You mean in the coffee shop?” she asked, staring at him. “No, here, in the world?” “If I had to guess, I’d say that someone put us here to watch us try to escape.” … Continue reading

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Don’t I know you? Short Story…

“I’ve been watching you all night.” “I know, believe me,” she said, finishing her drink.  “I could feel you staring at me, even with my back turned.  What’s up with that?” “I think I know you,” he said. “You don’t,” … Continue reading

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The Reunion…

“Chocolate and strawberry, right?” he asked, throwing himself onto a chair across from where she was sitting. “Vanilla and gummy bears, if I remember correctly. “Seems like a thousand years ago.” “It was a thousand years ago,” she laughed “I … Continue reading

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The dog…

“Where’d ja get the dog?” asked Ian, dropping his bike on the grass. “He found me,” said May. “He found you?” “That’s what I said.” “Where?” “In the park.” “He’s wearing a collar.” “I know, tags too, but apparently he … Continue reading

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