Fishing in the Yucatan
Homer sighed as he cast his reel into the churning waters of the Gulf, his boat rocking back and forth gently in time with the dipping of...
Faceless Francine, Part One
Wandering through the old mall, Sara couldn’t help but winced at the pain in her foot arced up her heel and into her calf. All her time...
The Beast of France
“…The lord bless Charlie Mops!” The two men sang off-key as they stumbled through the woods, laughing all the while. The man on the left,...