Echoes of the Black Mist
The small town of Grayfell was a place where nothing ever happened. Tucked away in the crook of misty hills, it was a haven for retirees and hermits, a sanctuary for those seeking solace from the noise of the world.…
Short Stories – Books – Poetry
The small town of Grayfell was a place where nothing ever happened. Tucked away in the crook of misty hills, it was a haven for retirees and hermits, a sanctuary for those seeking solace from the noise of the world.…
On December 11, 1978, in the early hours of a bitter winter morning, one of the most legendary crimes in U.S. history unfolded at John F. Kennedy International Airport (JFK) in New York City. Known as the Lufthansa Heist, it…
I wrote this story just after my dad passed away. I continue to miss him. It was a typical autumn morning when Sarah’s phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID and saw it was the hospital. Her heart skipped…
Maya sat by the window, staring out at the rain tapping rhythmically against the glass. Her thoughts drifted, as they often did, to Lucas. It had been six months since they’d last spoken, but she could still feel his presence…
The first time the sound was heard, most of the townspeople dismissed it. The wind, they thought, or perhaps a large cargo ship docking further along the coast. But by the third night, even the skeptics couldn’t ignore the eerie,…
Edith Miller sat by the large bay window in her living room, her hands cradling a warm cup of tea. Outside, the branches of the great maple tree stretched toward the sky like a skeletal hand, each twig trembling in…