Bunny Hop

Bunny Hop

My destination was about 30 miles from Reno-Tahoe International Airport. I drove along I-580, to US-395 S., to US-50 and took exit 39 and as GPS…

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Binding Off

Binding Off

Things were moving too slowly.  By September, there ought at least to have been a back and a front.  Sprouts of sleeves.  But her mother…

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The Chilean Miners

The Chilean Miners

I never chose to be a writer: it chose me.  I’ve even tried to rid myself of it for good reasons, financial and protectively egoistic,…

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Faces

Faces

Haunting eyes on the front page of the Sunday Chronicle stared back at Angelo so darkly that he held his breath. He removed his glasses,…

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Errands for Sir

Errands for Sir

On Thursdays, because he got home past midnight, Yadav wouldn’t sound the car horn. He’d wait outside and flick the headlights on and off. If…

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