Short Fiction

Mahmoud left the group talking to the old woman, searching the cabinets for something to prepare for her lunch. He felt compelled to do this as she was blind and compassion had taken over. Rory and Ahlia continued to ply her with questions, determined to find the answers to guide the group's travels. Finding ingredients... Continue Reading →

Mickey vaulted the tall, spiked fence with ease. A youth spent in physical labor left him in good shape in spite of his recent lack of exercise. The knowledge that he was being pursued aided in his determination. Any number of reasons could explain why someone was interested enough to pursue him, but he couldn't... Continue Reading →

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