Food For Thought
Food For Thought: “Hey, Brian.”
The boss leaned on the cubicle wall with caution. It seemed unclear if he…
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My Husband Thinks I’m Obsessed
My Husband Thinks I'm Obsessed: The blinds in Doctor Braid’s office were completely shut, letting in only a…
The Fishbone
A tourist couple in their mid-forties strolled down the narrow street in the Old City of Ljubljana.
The Catch
Jim swung closed the door of his black sports car and headed to the closest pedestrian crossing. The streets were…
True Love
True Love
The sun reached its highest point of the day, preparing for its imminent decline. The wind hovered…