My mother had a faulty sixth sense that flickered like a dying light bulb. She called them “bad feelings.” Often, her premonitions came too ...

An insatiable hunger awoke and gnawed at him. With a heavy arm, he reached for the greasy glass by the bed and knocked off ...

The old woman set aside a yellowed, dog-eared script atop a tower of books by her chair. She sat back and rested her head ...

Brennan’s Jetta puttered to a stop when the railroad crossing arms lowered. The crossways fell like a protective parent’s arms to their child. Cold ...

We called them The Untouchables and had code names for each one. There was Herman, The Mountain, and Jeeves. Those were the names of ...

The house had aged from the time he’d packed his bags. Simon felt his presence in the home leaving before he physically did. College ...

Louise tossed on her bed and turned onto her back. She twisted a blond curl splayed out on the pillow. The lights strung on ...

Jade Home is the old farmhouse in the middle of the prairie, miles outside of town. Where Pa tended to pigs, and Ma, the ...

Years had collected into decades before Zach and Gina returned to their parents’ unfinished basement. The constant smell of mildew had kept them away ...

The landlord was right. The passing trains behind her row home had become white noise. Hattie lived her life around the comings and goings ...