What’s Simmering in the Past Smells Done
Prelude He looked boyish. He held a credit card and paid for our dinner. He hoped he hadn’t talked too much. You did, I told him.… Read More »What’s Simmering in the Past Smells Done
Prelude He looked boyish. He held a credit card and paid for our dinner. He hoped he hadn’t talked too much. You did, I told him.… Read More »What’s Simmering in the Past Smells Done
My city was being preyed upon by catalytic converter thieves, challenged by an alarming homicide rate, and an escalating homeless population. But what really bugged… Read More »Up on the Hill
At the Van-Trow car dealership in Monroe, Louisiana where I bought my Toyota Camry, guys sat holding Styrofoam cups and smoked cigarettes while a few… Read More »The Oracle at the Car Dealership
By now, her dating profile had eroded into basics—where she grew up, how she got to the Southwest, number of children and their ages, a… Read More »Heart Case
Online dater murder mystery.
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I’m Putha from a refugee camp in Jammu in the southern part of the state of Jammu and Kashmir. My family was part of an… Read More »Putha From Jammu
Jerold wished he could audition for a part as TV’s Jack-in-the Box with that white Styrofoam thing pulled over his head. Not that he was… Read More »Beach Blanket Babylon
An hour-and-a-half ride on the subway from east side to west. Always waiting, finding a place between riveted posts, a light in the tunnel, I… Read More »The Clock Was My Movies
I was taking a long walk, the first day I had stepped out of the house in an unmarked direction, just a squiggly line on… Read More »Dog-walking