Imprisoned: part five

Imprisoned (five)   His friend, Honoré gathered, did not believe in his Paris scheme, but with an expressive gesture, as though he held a coffer between his two hands, he pleaded his cause. “I will use our allowance for management expenses to pay for my travels.” “That sounds very grand,” Gilbert said. “We don’t have […]

Are You Haunted: part five

Are You Haunted (five)   “I hope no one…” He’d been on the verge of a conventional remark. But how tidily arranged the sparkling wreckage was….how densely packed and flush the filled chambers were; how devoid, how sanitized, how stripped clean was the entire site, of any debris much larger than a splinter of glass. […]

Bad Counsel: part four (short story)

Bad Counsel (four)     “Most people think this is a way to make money. Property. Kid, I’ll tell you a secret. All I need to unload a piece of property is get it rented.” He was walking away, down the incline, under the concrete arch, and out to the street. He was speaking, and […]

The Bog: conclusion (short story)

  The Bog (nine)       Shouts, without the ragging note of the boy’s camp, where all the wind was on the first syllable—“Move it!”; “Shee-it, dumbass”—volleyed up, and these pitched opposite, higher. “Look out!” “Come on!” Dana shoved himself from the ground. Laurel pushed off the cooler. Above the hilltop a cloud was […]

Imprisoned: part four

Imprisoned (four)       “Let us say then,” Broughton continued, “that you, unable to conceal your presence from this visitor, and sensibly recognizing the position rather a compromising one, open the door to him. He charges you with an errand. He has brought a letter; he asks that you deliver this letter to Captain […]

Are You Haunted: part four

Are You Haunted (four)       He gave no emphasis to this, other than to rise, and fix Powell with a frank, direct stare. Isobel had slipped away. Tovey, moving towards the barn, and dropping one conversational shoe after the other, had induced Powell to change his position. She’d left, he thought, when her […]

Bad Counsel: part three (short story)

Bad Counsel (three)     “Is that man dead?” Karen asks.   And that’s the thing. Andrée couldn’t even relate this story to Buel. So your mother asked, “Is that man dead?” But…because I was laughing. Because she comes in and talks about the things I’m doing as if I was part of some alien […]

Imprisoned: part three

Imprisoned (three)       Every several days afterward, when he returned from the pit, Feriet fell on the house like a cloud of ash; his largeness seemed to suck the oxygen from his wife’s lungs. He emerged, and she sank. Alone, Honoré’s sister could check her ire, be fair to the children, generous, when […]

Peckish: a creature story (flash fiction)

Peckish     (complete)       “I don’t try to get out of things. I do my best not to get into things.” The weasel had dropped by, as he put it, coming on at first by a peristaltic rippling over a basswood’s roots. The roots canopied mirrored water pooling naturally between a fallen trunk and […]

Are You Haunted: part three

Are You Haunted (three)     “Same place you started out this morning.” He crowded Isobel into the corner on their side of the booth, and answered Powell with his mouth full. He leaned low over his plate as he forked at his hash browns. He sat up straighter. “That’s the house we’re talking about.” […]