Today was her birthday – sixty-six years old going on ninety – and she was spending it the same way she had spent every other day except Sunday for the past thirty-two years.

Twenty years after the death of his only pet, Jonah found himself wondering how he may share some similarities with the disgusting, stupid-looking creature his parents gifted him.

The world to Kieran Gilchrist had never made complete sense, even more so when he found his mum and dad stone-cold dead in their bed one rainy morning.

Ed slammed through the front door and looked wildly around the tavern. “Quick! What year is this?”

He wasn’t wanted in this country. But as a volunteer in the hospital, he could serve and he could belong.

His mind was a spring that was rapidly unwinding. As it spun, the only thoughts Chip had, involved ways to get more pills.

Pandemic, protests, and presidency. But here it was, the countdown to New Year. New Year in New York. Times Square at New Year.

I never wanted to be a hitman. To take lives for money. Then I met Frank.

It was the fifth day at her new school and ten-year-old Buseje hung her head as she settled down into her desk.

Dear Mrs. Machiavelli: My reason for this letter is to relay an incident that occurred with your boy, Niccolò, today in class.

Anthony blinked and looked up in a vague haze. A face was staring down at him. It was a face he didn’t know.

Aside from that Glaswegian Friend of the Earth, Dougie Macleod didn’t have a lot of time for the other men on the rig. He kept his head down and got his work done.

Even though Miss Parker is nice, I don’t always like our visits. She has so many words while I have none.

Hoover had been the runt of his mother’s fourth litter. He was so small and weak at birth his parents worried he would not get enough to eat or would be smushed by the other babies as they slept, but Mama Muridae had faith in her little pup.

The end of the world tends to have a negative impact on the motivation to complete one’s daily chores.