He had warned him. He had told him he had a short time to get the hell out of his sight. To get away from
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Death in the Lab
The entomologist found him in the park. Struggling in the gravel that surrounded a flowery border. When he bent down to look at him, he
The Song of the Horns
When they were children, they would lie on the bank of the river and watch the barges and boats as they passed by. It was
Carnage
A small crowd of protestors formed in a midwestern town in the U.S. They were taking a chance of being arrested by the roaming police
Pretty Terrible
Marianne has been in with the doctors a long time. That’s what Marianne’s husband, Joseph, was thinking as he sat in the hospital waiting room.
The Homeless Veterans
Every morning they were there. All the jars with hot drinks in them. It was starting to get cold in the city. The season was
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