Monthly Archives: September 2012

The silence after that Bomb was dropped left a throbbing hollow where speech should’ve been, where–if Mr. Thorpe had been a reasonable fellow–they’d be opening a bottle of wine and toasting one another, where it should’ve been joy. Sandra kept … Continue reading →

The expression ‘quit while you’re ahead’ will forever remain lost on some people, like the kind that believe in doing what has to be done, in finishing what was started, or, in the case of some, in finding the end, … Continue reading →

The pouring rain wasn’t the issue. God knows he’d gotten soaked by worse while on jobs before. The lack of notice wasn’t the issue. How many times had he been bullied into an assignment without a scrap of consideration for … Continue reading →

“…what happened to you?” “It’s a long story.” “I’ve got time.” “I don’t.” Silence met that last bit, silence only punctuated by the raising of one eyebrow, as if to ask ‘Well where the hell else do you need to … Continue reading →

“Well, well, well,” Angie crooned. “Didn’t think I’d ever see you here again.” “I was in the neighborhood,” Simon said, shrugging, and pulled out a chair. Once he’d already sat down he wondered, “This seat taken?” “Meeting a friend,” she … Continue reading →