“Hamptons Beach Bash” by Howard Gimple
We’re parked at the end of a long driveway. Pristera wags a finger at me. “Stay in the car . . . “
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“A Good Butt-Slapping of a Good Time” by Kevin M Maher
She was right, I just got him seven minutes ago, but it was my turn again . . .
“The Fire Inside” by James Glass
Lars Thompson opened the fridge and looked for something to eat. It had been several days since he’d had a real meal that didn’t come from a garbage can . . .
“Nobody’s Home” by R.J. Fox
Now that R.I.P knew how to achieve his goal, he just had to find the means. So he got into his clunker of a car, which was parked on one of Detroit’s countless seedy, run-down streets littered with as many broken streetlamps as broken dreams . . .
“Flashlights in the Distance” by Nick Manzolillo
We are supposed to meet beneath the stars, while the ocean whispers. I’ve stripped to my briefs and sampled the water with my toes . . .
“Hit the Till” by Costa Koutsoutis
The first thing out of his mouth when I sat down was about the High Park. I hadn’t been in maybe a year or so since I’d moved out of the neighborhood, but my brother was a regular . . .
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“Neighbor Boy” by Carol Murphy
I always knew the kid was going to kill somebody, but no one believed me, especially my brother.