Anna Gumberg
Stories (4/0)
Knowing
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Danny paused at the front door of his own home, a neighboring log cabin visible through the trees. His gaze fixed on the unmistakable flicker of the candle's glow.
By Anna Gumberg2 years ago in Criminal
Furlough
The last time Maria's eyes were checked was at the DMV when she was sixteen. Her vision was fine, she thought. Her father had been a naval pilot, and her mother still didn't use reading glasses well into her sixties. Maria had expected the same fortune. But now, at twenty-three, she waited in a white leather chair at the front of a Lens Crafters while the attendant retrieved her prescription from the back.
By Anna Gumberg2 years ago in Fiction
A Short Flight
In the window seat of a small commuter plane, Vera laid her head against the glass and watched the oranges and reds of the sunset drip down the horizon. On the other side of the aisle sat a man about her age wearing large headphones, hunched over his laptop on the tray table. Vera thought she saw him fiddling with some sound editing software when she had taken her seat half an hour earlier.
By Anna Gumberg3 years ago in Humans