Psychological
Before the Silence
Chapter Two The Message That Vanished Jesse Jesse Bennett had spent most of her life preparing to leave Red Creek. She had marked the distance to college on maps, compared dormitories, calculated tuition costs, and imagined waking in a place where nobody knew her as Ranger Bennett’s daughter. Her acceptance letter from Flint Hills University remained pinned above her desk, its lower corner curling in the July humidity.
By Ronna Curtis4 months ago in Fiction
Before the Silence
A Note on Viewpoint This story is told through the alternating viewpoints of Mara Bennett and her daughter, Jesse. Each chapter identifies whose perspective the reader is following. Their separate experiences reveal different parts of the unfolding mystery until their discoveries begin to come together.
By Ronna Curtis4 months ago in Fiction
Delayed Arrival
After Beelzebub and Alexa had their fun with Stalin and St.Ronnie, Beelzebub said, "I'm starting to get bored with this game. I mean, how many rounds can we have with the same set of dictators and nasty humans? I'd like someone new. What are our freshest arrivals?"
By Lana V Lynx4 months ago in Fiction
Home for the.... Top Story - July 2026.
“Platform Number Four, now boarding.” He was a cynic, but there was nothing now that could possibly ruin his trip home. The plane that took him across a time zone had faced very little turbulence, and he knew that this was helping with his fear of heights. The therapist’s suggestion that he fly back was actually useful (better than that nonsense about opening up to people). He had a good flight with no alcohol necessary, and he even took an air-sickness bag as a memento (strange little collection he had now). No, he was simply one bus ride away from home and he would see the family, old faces and sights that he knew so well.
By Kendall Defoe 4 months ago in Fiction
The Trip
Mac spent time with me every day. He was so mindful of me and knew how deeply I was still in love with him, after all our years together. Our affection had endured for many years. We met in college and were inseparable. We went to grad school together and were never apart. Our love was the subject of many conversations. The soulmate bond we shared was something I had always been aware of. He felt it from the first day we met, and he still did. It was hard to explain how it felt. I couldn't even remember whether I found him or he found me. Mac and I were just meant to be together. Nothing else ever seemed to get in the way of that.
By Alexandra Grant4 months ago in Fiction
Two Ls, One T
The part Elliot remembered took less than half a minute. It happened during final dress, while somebody in the wings tested the doorbell for the fourteenth time and the woman playing his mother shouted that her left shoe had disappeared. The stage manager was on headset saying, “No, the other fireplace,” with the patience of someone being slowly poisoned. From the house, the director called for everyone to please stop touching the curtains.
By Jason Hair-Wynn4 months ago in Fiction
Putin at the Barber's
Putin goes to the Kremlin barbershop to get a haircut. While cutting his hair, the barber keeps asking and talking about the 'special operation' in Ukraine. Putin snaps, "You seem to be overly concerned about Ukraine... Don't you know what happens to people who are too nosy here in Russia? Are you insane? Do you wanna fall from a fifth floor window? Or drink a Polonium tea?" "Nope. I'm not concerned about Ukraine at all. Couldn't care less." "Then why are you asking all these questions?!" "Every time I mention Ukraine your hair stands up on end. Easier to cut."
By Lana V Lynx4 months ago in Fiction
