Remains – by Amanda McLeod

Remains The first time I woke up after, I headed out to the well like I did every morning. I was surprised to find the well full of stars. You couldn’t drink stars when I went to sleep. The stars were in the sky then. But the world is different now. Now, the sky is…

Through the Veil – by THOMAS ELSON

Through the Veil by Thomas Elson         Katherine was born in an isolated section of an isolated state where creeks were called rivers and foothills called mountains, where the letter “r” held its rightful position in the word Washington, and the final syllables of the word Arkansas were pronounced exactly the same as the state…

The Cookie Jar – by MICHAEL MORRIS

The Cookie Jar   Little Bill constantly snatched his grandmother’s homemade treats. Every day after school, he went to his grandparents’ house, and did his homework at the kitchen table while his grandmother fed him two cookies and a glass of milk. He was never allowed more than this, but too often he could not…

A Good Year – by RAY BUSLER

  A Good Year   The coffee burned my mouth as I sat down, out of Emma’s way, at the table. She fussed around the kitchen getting breakfast ready, hanging coats on pegs by the back door, and setting a bottle to warm in a pan of water on the stove. Claire sleeps through the night…

The New Era – by STEPHEN COOPER

The New Era   The people who survived the year 2049-2050, called it “The New Era,” but never, not even in private, did they use the word “heat.” “Heat,” “hot” and all derivatives were the new Holocaust, sacrilegious after 2049; excised from the lexicon, their utterance was a blasphemy; you just didn’t do it. As…

Death at the Atlantic – by NATALIE WYATT

Death at the Atlantic Natalie Wyatt It was already 1:30pm and she was late, as usual. Phil hated people being late, it showed a lack of respect in his opinion. To make it worse it was her idea. She had chosen the Atlantic Hotel for this unwanted lunch date and as he waited in the…

I Lost the Five Grand and Much More – by PAUL BECKMAN

I Lost the Five Grand and Much More   Large high-rise office building—huge bank of elevators. I bet myself five grand on number 3. Number 6 opened up but since it was going down to the basement it didn’t count. My game—my rules. Number 3 opened and I walked in and punched 14 to take…

Between Stations – by FRANCIS P. CURRAN

Elevator Between Stations Mr. Talas felt the weight of his exhausted body shrink as the elevator hummed down floor by floor. The descent was smooth, but forceful. And with each passing digit clicking lower on the floor indicator, he could sense the growing struggle between the hurling clench of gravity and the unnatural resistance of…

The Reflection in the Mirror – by SEBNEM SANDERS

The Reflection In The Mirror   It didn’t begin in the elevator, but it started with the photograph taken in the elevator. My niece, Lara, sent me the picture from Berlin. The black and white shot could have been from a classy fashion magazine. A trendy couple, both wearing hats and dark sunglasses, and confidence…

It Began in an Elevator – by AMANDA EIFERT

It Began In An Elevator It began in an elevator. One of those unexpected moments which occur in life. You were gazing at me and I looked up at you transfixed; there was a sparkle in your blue eyes. As the elevator went higher, the people emptied out onto their respective floors. Eventually, we were…

Elevator Music – by MELISSA LIBBEY

It happened in the elevator. He dropped my bags on my floor. The sweet whistle of an unknown song played above us. It flowed out of the speakers at such a low volume that I almost didn’t notice it. But the slow melody got stuck in my head. He dropped my bags beside my feet…