By Arnine Weiss Suzanne stuffed a twenty into the pocket of her bike shorts and grabbed her cell phone. She saw that she had a missed call from her daughter, but she looked from the phone to the window. She had to get her twenty-mile ride in while the skies Read more…
By Sadie Lallier I met her for the first time in my junior year of high school. She walked into geometry class wearing a hoodie for some band I can’t recall and black leggings, her dark hair thrown haphazardly into a ponytail. She smiled at me, and I don’t remember Read more…
By Tenley Lillegard 5:12 p.m. The Barn at Sterling Hills. “Mom, your daughter’s a nutcase.” Lori was only halfway finished with setting the tables when her youngest approached. She spared her a quick glance, noted that she’d chosen to pair a bright fuchsia lipstick with her buttermilk-colored bridesmaid dress, and Read more…
By Zenia deHaven Just as the organist struck the first chord for “Here Comes the Bride,” the electricity in the chapel coughed and died. This bride and groom were uncharacteristically relaxed on their wedding day. They were not the kind of people to micromanage every dilemma they could get their Read more…
The knight looked out over the rolling hills, hands on her knees and sword resting on the ground in front of her, ready to be snatched up at a moment’s notice. It was dark, with only the moon and the faint flickering firelight providing any visual on the surrounding area, Read more…