Mad Sisters

July 26, 2022  :: 0 comments

“Hey, look at this,” Alice said. “A hearse for sale. Five hundred dollars.” “Who’s selling it?” “See for yourself.” Alice tossed her husband the newspaper. “’60 Cadillac Hearse,” he replied. “Says to call Max. Hope I’m not too late.” An hour later, Herman knocked on the door of the mortuary. Max, the mortician, answered. “I called about the hearse,” Herman …

The Schoolmarm and the Referee 

March 12, 2022  :: 0 comments

DO NOT DISTURB hung from the outside doorknob. She was a schoolmarm who couldn’t resist a good-looking referee, tall and built. The morning after the game. Seedy motel room. The smell of stale cigarettes clinging to the walls. His striped black and white jersey and trousers lay crumpled up on the floor next to the bed. “Get up!” She slid …

Taking Revenge

December 28, 2021  :: 0 comments

Dressed in a black suit and tie, Peter sat at the head of the table. “I’m glad you could make it to dinner.” He picked up a wine glass and gazed to his right. Except for a place setting, no one was there. “A salute to my beautiful wife, Paula.” In a high-pitched voice, ‘Why are we here?’ He cocked …

A Fish Story

June 19, 2021  :: 0 comments

Frances browsing a thrift store, operated by the animal shelter, noticed a wire cage on the floor. She leaned down to have a closer look, “Well, well, what do we have here?” She glanced at the salesclerk. “Is this puppy for sale?” “Yes, he is. Would you like to hold him?” “I would.” The salesgirl came from behind the counter …

Abused

January 12, 2021  :: 1 comment

It was six o’clock at night. Irene stressed. Slightly disheveled. Dropped ice cubes. Poured whiskey into a glass and rapidly started stirring. Donald would be coming into the house. She’d heard the garage door open and close. “Where’s my drink?” he asked putting down his briefcase. “You know I want it when I get home from work.” “I made it. It’s …

Bruised Heart

November 3, 2020  :: 0 comments

Maria, a forty-year-old divorcée, hoped Frank hadn’t changed his mind. She peered out her living room window. Pedestrians passed, cars eased to the curb, but no sign of Frank. She scooped a handful of jellybeans from the candy dish and popped them into her mouth. She picked at her teeth with a glossy red fingernail. Finally, Frank pulled up front …