“What’s your Ebenezer?”
“My what?”
Jason stared at the pastor as if he were speaking Elvish.
Pastor Mac chuckled and leaned against the back of a pew.
The sermon was over, church had let out, and most the congregation had left, leaving the huge sanctuary so empty their voices echoed even though they spoke in low tones. Continue reading “What’s Your Ebenezer?”
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Their footfalls fell noiselessly upon the concrete as they passed between the marble pillars that lined the front of the brick building.
Students milled down the paved pathways to and from classes, jogged out of dorm halls and hurried to a lecture about to begin.
The humans passed by them, walked through them, unknowing.
Argider glanced at a girl alone on a bench. Continue reading “Footsteps of the Angels”
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Sold: one soul to the devil, he thought as he leaned back in his chair and stared at the final word on the page.
It had taken seven months of his life to write.
It was the raunchiest thing he’d ever read or written.
He hated every page.
It was nothing but trash…and it would sell millions of copies. Continue reading “Stolen Soul”
“Are you blind, man? You’re life is falling apart around you and you can’t even see it!” Matt yelled.
“I’ve got it under control!” Mike shouted back, knuckles turning white as his grip tightened around the bottle of beer in his hand.
“Yeah, like you had it under control when you almost killed yourself driving drunk or when you hit your wife and broke her jaw—”
“Shut up,” Continue reading “How Free the Truth”
I raised my hands up above my head as I stared down the business end of the .45.
Come on. Are you kidding me? I just wanted to make a deposit!
The hand that held it trembled and I looked up into the kid’s eyes, the only part of his face that showed through the black ski mask he wore.
What I saw there wasn’t what I would have expected to see in the eyes of an armed bank robber. Continue reading “Do You Believe?”
It was August when I started seeing them. At first it scared the living daylights out of me. I thought I was losing my mind. I told my friends about it. They thought so too. So I stopped telling them about it.
The first time I saw one was just after midnight, three weeks ago Friday.
I was in bed reading Tolkien on my Kindle when a movement in my periphery drew my attention.
I glanced to the right. My heart rammed into the walls of my chest and tingles shot through my body. There it was—or he—or she—I don’t know, but there it was, standing by my dresser. Continue reading “The Mysterious Ones”
“What do ya say? Should we give it a shot?” Andy asked.
Kris sighed and shrugged, “I don’t know.”
Andy stared at his son for several moments and nodded.
Nothing he did seemed to meet with approval from the sixteen-year-old. He’d thought finding a car for him would make him happy. Getting a clunker would be affordable and they could spend time together restoring it. However, it seemed even this idea was falling flat.
Kris cocked his head to the side as he looked at the beat-up old Camaro. Continue reading “Beautiful, In Its Time”
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