How many of you have ever been to Hell? I see one or two of you eyeing me with a fair amount...
Perer finished writing sentence and then back to Martin. “Why did you not come to the police immediately?” ...
“Mitch,” Adam whispered conspiratorially over the phone. “I have a serious problem… you know, down there!” I was only momentarily...
Perer bent over at the waist and sucked in the air in great heaving breaths. The long walk through the yard had...
I was busy at work in The Doghouse, but I wasn’t ‘in’ the doghouse, if you know what I mean. Lately, I...
There had not been sufficient time to think about the consequences of what he was about to do before, but in the...
We had a neighbor on Wassom Street who lived across from us in an upscale, rambling ranch house with his pretty young...
He took the glass and turned to walk out. She watched him. She was glad that he was going to retire. His...
I had just settled in with a good book: comfy over-stuffed wingback chair, with a soft-bulb reading lamp, a single serving of...
Andrea turned to stare out of the window as he thought. He and Martin had an interaction with the Marocchino, Masu’ud and...