“You wanna talk about what had you screaming in the middle of the night?” Sophie shoves a forkful of French toast into her mouth ...

“W-What is this?” I stuttered. “Louis is not the man he appears to be, I’m afraid.” Miss Billings sighed. “He’s done this before with ...

The weekend flew by, and before I knew it, Monday had arrived. In spite of the break, I was not well rested. Despite the ...

The young woman traced her fingers over the two reels and slid the cartridge that contained her fabricated image into the mouth of The ...

“What’s the name of the ship, Em?” Sophie asks me for the billionth time, her dark eyes darting from one end of the marina ...

After Miss Martha finished her story, I stared at her in disbelief, unable to think of anything to say. Louis put his hand on ...

“Several weeks ago,” Miss Martha began, “The Natural History Museum of Los Angeles County’s Ornithology Department contacted me to investigate a suspicious black-market bidding ...

The sudden sight of the flamingo caused me to hyperventilate, and I lost consciousness. When I came to, I was lying on the living ...

My head shook in disbelief at the sight of the flamingo; all the while, my brain created plausible scenarios that overtook any rational thought ...

You draw my will out Through my skin. It sits, Dewy opals, On the curves of my neck Until you scoop it away With ...