That was the summer that Tim had a left hand full of broken bones.
The Beast of Ballyheige
He was from a generation for whom superstition and folklore were interwoven seamlessly into history.
Picasso to the Rescue
Terrible things have happened. Your expertise is required to set right the unhinging of our world.
Next Stop
I am a connoisseur of places to sit.
Drive-In
We both paused and stared at the screen in time for a bomb to burst, engulfing everything in white.
American Ginseng
She says, “I have to. This is, like, my last chance, you know?”
Memories of Nobody
How time had passed and made fools out of us.
Grim Trigger
But one is a writer, and one is a hero, because it is the only thing they could possibly be.
The Blow-It On Cheezer Row
The worst were the blow-its. A blow-it was unpredictable. Anything could happen.
Latent in Translation
She knew how to read a newspaper article when she was five; now she cannot tell Chinese from hieroglyphics.
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