Short Stories

Lily didn’t think much about her future, so when the assistant principal posed the fated  question:  “Where do you see yourself in five...

Amelia clutched her duffel, unaware of how tightly her hand was holding onto it. The late  March cool air made her white knuckles begin...

We’d been driving for about two hours now. Outside the black car the grass was lush, hilly, often occupied by cows. Damp wooden fences...

Sophia Summers was not one for inconvenience.  Looking around the large school gym she huffed at how utterly unacceptable it was to be...