Jimmy’s Going Places by James H Duncan

The basement office is where Jimmy spent the last hour of his day, not because he was busy filling out all his work orders or safety checklists, but because he knew his boss almost always left after lunch and didn’t come back till morning. Continue reading Jimmy’s Going Places by James H Duncan

Annalisa! by Scáth Beorh

Tessie ran and ran and ran in big, wide circles. Her flaxen hair blew like laughing wheat, her Brandeis-blue dress covered with snowy polka dots that shifted this way and that in the crisp Atlantic breeze of the early year. Tessie was like a butterfly—you couldn’t catch her, but she was beautiful to look at. Continue reading Annalisa! by Scáth Beorh