Yesterday he took me to heaven.
Then he took me to the cleaners.
Strangest one-night stand ever.
“You want a beer?” I’d asked.
“No, I’m good.”
Yes, he was.
So was his accomplice.
All my valuables, gone… except for those I carried with me.
Only one of them was missing.
Susan Gale Wickes is from Indiana. She enjoys writing and thinking about writing.
The recorded voice named the place and said, “Be there at eight.”
It was probably just a wrong number, but maybe I’d won the dating lottery. Her voice suggested she’d be worth the trip to find out.
While I was out chasing this beautiful wild goose, they robbed my house.
John Fowler served twenty years in the US Air Force before retiring and starting a second career in the IT field. He is also a Lay Pastor serving a small church near his home in Texas. His hobbies include reading, golfing, and writing.
A cacophony echoed through the canyon walls. The posse was fleeing east.
We buried our partner where he fell, reloaded the rifles and opened the satchel. We bedded down under the stars.
Two rich men fried beans and drank coffee, then saddled their horses and cantered off into the sunset.
Gordon Miller is a visual artist and writer living in Oakville ON. He has published two books, Gold and Salvation and Kokum’s Gift, and numerous short stories and poetry.
Robert lived for the thrill of breaking into a house—the cool strength of the pry bar, the snap of a lock, the tinkle of busted glass, the adrenaline high, the solitary trespass through another’s intimate space, the absolute power of looking and touching and taking and—BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!
Gary Wadley lives in Louisville with his lovely wife and beautiful children. He does creative stuff; he can’t help it.
Harold Hipps didn’t know the IHOP he decided to rob that Tuesday morning was hosting the annual Catawaba Falls law enforcement breakfast.
He also didn’t initially think much of the two men in suits paying their bill at the register.
That is, until he pulled out his painted pellet gun.
Nathan currently lives in South Carolina and is working on a book.
I bought a pretzel at a pretzel stand. The guy behind the counter told me they were addictive.
I went back later that week but I didn’t have any money. I robbed the man at gunpoint and took all his pretzels.
I ate them all at home. The shaking stopped.
John has interests that range from guitars to the Incredible Hulk. He was born and raised in St. Louis, Missouri.