Part-time accountant, former disaster relief project supervisor, wanna-be writer.
The neighborhood curled away like a slow purple hook. A blue sedan pulled curbside. Lena Smallview straightened the wheel, winced at the squeal of rubber on concrete. The engine rumbled in its cage; once the warmth left her cheeks, Lena killed the lights, twisted the keys. A silence swallowed the air like someone spun the dial down all the way on the universe.
- Top Story - September 2023
- Runner-Up in the Short and Sweet Challenge
*DING* *DING* *Ding* *di-ding* *ing-ing-ing* A bell whimpered on its string as a young woman burst inside a liquor store. She shoplifted a pair of red sunglasses then found the second cabinet along the near wall. She plucked an armful of glass 40s and dumped it on the counter.