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She knew that the lad at one of her window tables was younger than his height indicated because he sniffed his can of Sanpellegrino before...

My older brother, Lee, lived fifteen months, three weeks, and five days more than me. He lorded it over my head every chance he got, feeling...

Half-Full was having a conversation with his brother, Half-Empty. “Look it’s the famous presenter, Charlie Chatter! Fancy him coming in he...

The bartender gripped the baseball bat.             “You know I can’t let you in here, Joe.”             “I’ll sit in the corner. No o...

 “Do you know you're always talking about windows?” he said. “Am I?” I answered. Rewinding. Everything racing; downrush. Standing in...

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