The Bug Fix
The gloss-black Challenger with no plates and tinted windows sent a chill up Kip’s spine.
Short Stories
Dragon, Nested
“Sweet dreams, Emmeline,” he whispered with a kiss on her temple, as a tear of his own threatened to fall. She looked more like her… Read More »Dragon, Nested
Papilionidae
Those who knew Eulalia Quirke thought her surname suited her: of the two thousand residents of Red Crescent, she was by far the quirkiest.
Perfect Fit
Carine had grown accustomed to odd comments from patients waking from unconsciousness. Those unlucky enough to meet her professionally were far from their best selves.
Yesterdays
“This new day is too dear, with its hopes and invitations, to waste a moment on the yesterdays.” –Ralph Waldo Emerson
Sun Jaguar
Three degrees south of the Equator, Iquitos was three degrees warmer than my blood on that September afternoon.
