The laptop glows in the dim kitchen, blue light flattening the room, turning the window into a black square that gives nothing back.
I drag the computer closer, rubber feet rasping across the table like a warning.
Resurrection Pass Overnight: Intermediate hike: Good fitness required.
The photo at the top of the event listing shows a line of hikers crossing a narrow bridge, green valley opening beneath them, the future open wide.
Continue reading “Wolf. Normal by Lynne Curry”
In this year of unrest, Daniel Luis was sharing a small house with his mother, sister, his pregnant wife, and daughter. He needed work.
“You will be the new janitor at the Municipal Theater,” his uncle said, “It pays little, but the work is easy. Clean up after every performance. Do your work and be invisible, and maybe in time, I can find you something better. Here is the key to the door. They say the theater is haunted, so wear your crucifix.”
Continue reading “Theatrical Spirits by Kilmeny MacMichael.”
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