She is not like the others. Averted gaze, shuffling feet. Not sure she belongs here, or anywhere. I do not need her history; it’s written […]
Tag: fiction
Lost Village
Deep in the heart of Spain, down a dusty country road, tucked in the narrow space between two small mountains, there is a town. It […]
The Question
He is tired now. He will never admit it, of course, but the watery gray of his eyes betrays him. Still, I feel the urgency […]
The Gardener
He had tended the garden faithfully for half a century. It was a simple field once, untouched and covered by prairie grasses. He had driven […]
In the Forest
She spoke no Spanish, and only a little English. I spoke both, but no French. Her realm was that of Parisian cafes and refined apartments. […]