Category: Short Stories

January 9, 2015

My Dad and I had heard the howling from deep within the woods for quite some time.  We figured that it was just a coyote or perhaps a dog from one of the farms on the other side of the forest.   Neither of us thought much of it as we went about our business, until…

December 31, 2014

My father grew up as the fifth child in a family of nine children.  His father died when he was only nine years old; leaving his mother with nine children ages one year to fifteen years old.  Also leaving a mortgage on a small three bedroom house in a rural Maine town.  His mother never…

December 28, 2014

Two life forms exited the domicile.  The first is a short, long, brown quadruped with a fifth appendage attached at the back.  The other is a tall, thin, multi-colored biped.  They are tethered together.  The quadruped hauls the biped along using a decorative, narrow tow line.  The quadruped has a protective outer layer of hair. …

December 12, 2014

      When I was younger I spent most of my weekends at my Grandparent’s house in the woods. The house was more like a museum of  memories than it was a house.  Each item in that old house had it’s own special story, even the house itself had a unique history.  I heard all those…

December 10, 2014

My heart jumped inside my chest, pounding.  He was gone.  I barely turned around.  The sounds of the crowd and the machines blended together and fell away.  All I could hear was my heart BOOM, BOOM, BOOM.  My head was spinning.  Think.  Where would he go? The giant slide?  The carousel?  Slowly the noises around…