Short Story: Shards

The look in Timothy's eyes said it all. Grace saw him as he rounded the corner of the aisle as she stocked the shelves of the toy department. She had dreaded seeing in him for some time, dreaded the look he was now giving her. Her hands instinctively went to her belly, protecting her baby from … Continue reading Short Story: Shards

Short Story: Los Altos

I found out about Los Altos from a friend of a friend, some guy who visited the city and came back going on about how great the club was. "You guys need to go, I'm telling you," he informed us with a sly smile that told us everything and nothing at the same time. There … Continue reading Short Story: Los Altos