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 Preloved! The word screamed at me from across the road as a banner fluttered above the window of a vintage clothing shop opposite to where ...

  Delphine drew the ecru lace curtain away from the window, so she could watch him as he strode down the boulevard. He had a spring in his s...

In the fall of 1970, during my senior year at the University of Michigan, I convinced myself that I would have a better chance being a write...

  It wasn’t an easy decision, but it had to be done – I could see no other way in the end. I had become so sick and tired of the monotony,...

 Introduction This collection is a collection of seventy stories, each 280 words. They were inspired by the first picture seen on my Twitt...

  I held the coffee cup rigid at my mouth as I read the morning’s headline: Murder Case To Be Re-opened.   “Tom?” Belinda, my wife, interru...