RECORDING MOMENTS IN TIME

Apr 27

Dystopia Chapter 48: A Convenient Alibi

“Ms. Tucker.” Standing at the table. A crudely written menu in hand, “You’re back.” “As promised.” Passing the menu off to another...

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Apr 17

One-hundred Twenty-seven Feet

Van Gorder, Dave, major league baseball player, catcher for the Cincinnati Reds. Among his talents, throwing a runner out attempting to...

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Apr 7

A Flurry of Passion

Lunch hour in the rear-view mirror, the restaurant empties. Matched couples. Old friends, three elderly men, then a group of eight mature...

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Apr 1

Dystopia Chapter 47: A Ruse

Today is the day. The sun is slowly slipping behind the mountains as I mentally prepare to reunite with my daughter. Spent my day...

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Mar 30

"Hey, up here."

Camping in the mountains, relaxing next to a bolder, warmed by a crackling fire, heard a whisper, “Hey, up here.” Squinting into the...

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Mar 24

Forlorn

I watched as she sat at the computer screen viewing images of … does it matter, really? For several hours. Dressed in black, head to toe,...

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Mar 18

Dystopia Chapter 46: Broken Hearts

I waited for the end of the meeting, sat for a moment, watching as folks wandered off, then I followed Diana back to the med center. She...

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Mar 17

Historical Fictionologist, PhD

Beware! a communicable malady has infected humanity, especially the unrestrained, often the privileged, the self-absorbed, and there is...

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Mar 11

Todo, todo...

Dad said we should vote for, wait, wait… but mom said, no, no… we should vote for, for… the other guy. The youngest guy to run for...

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Mar 4

Dystopia Chapter 45: StepUp, Lead

Sitting around the table, we took turns sharing our recent interrogation experience. We answered questions, then pondered plausible...

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