Punch and Judy: A Story
“Don’t you think you’ve had enough?” Judy asked her husband expectantly.
Thom,…
“Don’t you think you’ve had enough?” Judy asked her husband expectantly.
Thom,…
The apartment started to fall apart around the same time the first cracks in their relationship appeared, Livvie had noticed. Read more
Every night, I watch Joe when I’m supposed to be doing the crossword. He manages the money. He knows. He checks our bank accounts and does the math. He knows I’m rarely home during the day, and we both know what it means for our future. Read more
Her shoe made an incredibly loud sound when it hit the floor. Read more
I’ve been doing it since I was a kid. I can make myself go somewhere else…
“I can’t believe you dragged me to that movie,” Tara rolled her eyes at…
“Phenomenal,” Daddy Sheriff leapt to his feet and pumped his fist in the air. “Didja see that pass, Lilly Jean?” Read more
The food’s pretty good–for a deployment Army Chow Hall. Then again, it might just be a trick of the mind, because it’s been so long since we’ve had anything decent to eat. I smelled the onions sizzling on the large metal grill, that ubiquitous monstrosity found in any Dining Facility in Afghanistan. Read more
“Ray?,” she said. She always spoke softly, as if nothing she said was worth listening to. Read more