We Could Lose All Our…by Justin Karcher
Sam’s text read, “Plz come over, its an Emgcy.”
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Sam’s text read, “Plz come over, its an Emgcy.”
Continue readingAnd that’s why he would have called me, thief.
The Atlantic licked my toes as I stood on the beach, jar in hand. The jar contained a ring along with a photo of us.
Continue readingI stared at the computer screen, the recipe for blueberry cobbler staring back at me as my daughter’s voice, plaintive as a puppy’s whine, pleaded, “Please, Mom, why can’t I go?
Continue readingAmy wondered if she should post it on Facebook. She was about to explode with excitement and needed to tell someone. Anyone. This was BIG. Bigger than anything
Continue reading“Well, I’ll be a son of a bitch,” muttered Vern Kravchuk as he leafed through the Farnham Chronicle. A 1978 VETTEAND IN MINT CONDITION.
Continue readingThrough the open window above the tub, an outcry reaches us from the world. I sink my battleship, but it pops right back up to the surface. More shouts follow.
Continue readingThere is a ridge, almost a small cliff, made where the Atlantic bites into the sand. The waves have created a vertical face, a drop dividing the beach in two.
Continue readingPaul Weidknecht’s stories can be found in the anthology Once Around the Sun: Sweet, Funny, and Strange Tales for All Seasons (Bethlehem Writers Group, LLC). Publications include work in Best New Writing 2015
Continue reading“Seventy hours,” said the man across the table from Peter Crown. Peter had invited him in for tea on an impulse that didn’t feel like his own. He didn’t even remember hearing a knock at the door.
Continue readingPay attention. Listen to what I hear. I took pride in my craft. I slaved all day with no help, no offers of help. I expressed my affection through my work. My loved ones gathered around, and took part in this,
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