Tag: very short story

Courage

Hard abs, glistening with sweat, Andy swung the axe.  He was chopping wood all day. Ruth fanned herself as she sipped her vodka.  She had been watching him from her kitchen window all morning, enjoying delicious thoughts about the many ways she could get him sweaty. She hated to admit it, but she didn’t stand…

I Love Sofia

“Profundity?  That’s a big word,” John smirked. Sofia’s hackles went up. “What’s that supposed to mean?” “Nothing.” “Is it because I’m a woman?” “Don’t be silly.” “Is it because I’m from Brooklyn – and not the trendy, hipster Brooklyn?” He shook his head. “It’s because my dad was a construction worker.” “This is getting out…

The Junkyard

“America, that trellis your father constructed out of reclaimed wood killed all of my roses.”  My mother stood at the window, shaking her head in frustration. “I told you it was a bad idea to get garden supplies out of that nasty old abandoned junkyard.” “You told us not to go there because it’s haunted,…

The Boogeyman

“America is the land of the free, the home of the brave.” “You’ve misinterpreted the rhetoric, just a bit.  It doesn’t apply to breaking into my home.”  I managed to sound calm, despite my racing heart.  The last thing I’d expected upon returning home from a long day at the newspaper was to find a…