adventure

Countdown by Steve Carr -24- I can’t stop Debra from crying. She just left another frantic message on our son Jason’s cellphone.  He’s seventeen. I think I might have broken my thumb, stupidly smashing...

Baked Earth by Steve Carr The earth was baked by the intense rays of the summer sun. The thudding of the horses hooves on the hard ground as the soldiers rode through the outpost...

A Walk Through the Ashes of Narthwich by Leah Hearne It’s snowing in Narthwich. A draft brushes against my coat and I pull it tighter around my arms. White flakes are lured to the...

The Circus by Andrew Older Storm clouds were beginning to materialize as Harry and the others pulled into the driveway. Johnson looked up and squinted – to him, the confluence of clouds seemed artificial,...

Abraham by Frederick K. Foote, Jr. It’s 2:30 A.M., and I’m driving down a one-lane dirt road at five to ten miles per hour with my high beams on. I have not driven this...

I’m Back by Frederick K. Foote I’m back. I’m back in Mississippi again, and the hair’s rising on the nape of my neck and forearms. There’s a cold chill running down my spine as...

A Perfect Match by Frederick K. Foote The sister’s not my type at all. She is too light to fight, too thin to win, and too white to be right. She has bone-colored skin,...

Diamond by Martin Grise You believe that shit, buddy? That story about raids out on the frontier. Buncha crap. Well, it was better than watchin’ the game on the other screen. Transluminal hasn’t had...

After the Rain by Cynthia Robinson Young “Few days following the death of the rats, Men pass away like falling walls.” –Chinese poet Shih Tao February 20 The first thing I noticed was the...