Category Archives: Short Stories

The Morning I Met Death

It is said that most people die in the early morning hours… It was a Saturday morning in mid May, a kid’s downtime.  A day to decompress from the  rules and regulations of school.  A kid can even stay up … Continue reading

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The Surprise

Parigi e’ una dona dai capelli rossi!’ Paris is a redhead. Such was my father’s fascination with the City of lights that he combined two of his obsessions into one thought. Unlike my father, I have had the privilege of … Continue reading

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