by Vince | Jun 23, 2011 | Short Stories
The hanging road sign for Denton Real Estate offered a constant chirping against an intermittent wind. It was a small and familiar voice to Burk as he approached Seeley’s Surfside Diner. The murmur of tires on passing cars was dampened by the new snow. With the hood...
by Vince | May 1, 2011 | Short Stories
You want me to tell you about Zim? I don’t know you. And I never forget a pretty face. . . . Sure, I worked over at the Mirror years ago. Probably before you were born. There wasn’t a single dame in the entire newsroom back then. I guess times have changed. For the...
by Vince | Feb 17, 2011 | Short Stories
She brought me down with a two by four across the back of the knees. My head hit the doorjamb as I fell. Hard headed or not, I think I was a little dazed. I was lying then on a black and white tile floor in the half dark of that vestibule and looking up at the mouth...
