Liz Young – Last Kiss

He’s sleeping so soundly, his gentle face so close to your open eyes that you have a perfect view of Continue reading →

G. Hugh Bodell – Benny, Oh Benny! – Part II

We pulled up to the Meckler estate security gate, told the guard who we were and were immediately passed through.  Continue reading →

G. Hugh Bodell – Benny, Oh Benny! Part I

“What?  You’re who?” It was almost noon on a Friday in late spring and it sounded like the voice on Continue reading →

G. Hugh Bodell – OK… Then where is it?

Wow, was this a tight fit.  You know when you see the spy crawling through the air-conditioning ducts in the Continue reading →

G. Hugh Bodell – Now we’ll be OK, Daddy

“Enough!  Your calling every morning before nine isn’t going to change things one bit.  I’ve been out of work for eighteen months, as have Continue reading →

David Barnes – Waiting for the rain

He wore a suit that was thick and white, like wedding cake icing. A lurid pink shirt. Momentarily his leathery Continue reading →

G. Hugh Bodell – A Smartphone and Tweets

“Stop that, Julie, you’re driving me crazy.  It’s the first thing you do when you wake up and the last Continue reading →

G. Hugh Bodell – …maybe next New Year’s Eve!

Here I am standing in Times Square at 11:30 at night on New Year’s Eve.  For the last nine years, Continue reading →