Mosiac
The strong gusts of wind were unyielding, relentlessly tugging at her umbrella and sending her auburn locks whipping around her face. The ribbon that had …
Tag: fiction
Happy Holidays?
‘Happy Holidays?’ thought Emily, listening to the vocal stylings of Andy Williams blaring from the radio in the corner, as she hung up her apron …
The Dome
“Faster!” calls Tad over his shoulder, as they younger ones start to fall behind. “Keep going, you must keep going!” The sound of heavy boots …
Sugar
Sugar tiptoes along the brick path at the side of her house. The light from her phone shining dully to check for any trip hazards. …