A flash bursts from behind me, projecting shadows onto the pavement. We turn and all share the same vision. An orange mushroom cloud billows on the horizon, but it continues to rise into the sky.

A cruise ship musician, aggrieved at the prospect of losing his livelihood to a backing track, turns to alcohol for consolation.

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.

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

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

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.

I saw my old babysitter in the bar tonight. It’s been almost twenty years. It’s been so long that the last time I saw her, Eifel 65 played on the radio practically on repeat.

They would have the time of their lives. A long time.

Sometimes, popping out for a pint of milk is the worst thing a father can do.

A glimpse of the meth epidemic in Oklahoma.

"This is how you talk about a city you love. You talk about it as if it’s the only place in the world where this story can happen."

A conversation about an unusual discovery.

Holmes comes to the aid of the King of Bohemia, a case which brings him into contact with the adventuress Irene Adler.

A nighttime chase through the streets of Prague has tragic consequences for fifteen year old Katrina.

On Christmas Eve in remote settlement cut off by heavy flooding, a group of men pay a visit on a deprived boy.