Category Archives: Fiction

It only got worse over the next two years. Bill and Mary had no more babies, partly on purpose but mostly because they rarely had sex after Eric. Bill started to dally with other women. He’d always been outgoing, chatting … Continue reading →

They settled in Terra Vista, where Bill grew up. Mary came from a little town fifty miles inland, but she got to know Terra Vista in the three years she and Bill dated, and she liked it well enough. They … Continue reading →

Bill Essex is a news junkie. From birth he was interested in his surroundings and attentive to even his mother’s friends’ gossip, but he was bitten by the news bug in fifth grade. He had a good teacher then: one … Continue reading →

The Hyge The thing of it was, they each thought they hugged too well to quit. It was as if they had an aesthetic obligation to continue, like a talented artist or a brilliant mind. Sometimes Robert put his arms … Continue reading →

The Feortan Jill’s stomach can tolerate just about anything. It’s her lower GI tract that punishes her when she overdoes. Her whole family was like that, and she’d grown up with so many references to flatulence that she used to … Continue reading →

The Bealcan Robert learned what heartburn was at 12, not long after a dinner of pancakes and orange juice. It felt like a burp coming on but it seemed to jam halfway up. His chest grew crowded and hot. He … Continue reading →

The Coss Their kiss was anything but cinematic. His mouth didn’t devour hers and she didn’t surrender. Their teeth clacked. They were old enough to do better. Robert was almost 60 and Jill had just turned 57. Each had been … Continue reading →