And a phone rang …
The wind whipped over his entire body. He enjoyed the weightlessness, the freedom, the rush of air. Strange. He wasn’t supposed to enjoy any part of this. He was falling. On purpose. The… Continue reading
The wind whipped over his entire body. He enjoyed the weightlessness, the freedom, the rush of air. Strange. He wasn’t supposed to enjoy any part of this. He was falling. On purpose. The… Continue reading
Well it’s off now into the world. Yesterday afternoon, I snail mailed my Short Story Contest entry. I actually raced around to different postal outlets to make sure it went out before the… Continue reading