The Frenchman rises from his shell hole shambles forth with aimless grace I raise my rifle ka-chuk POW He twists but does not stop...

Father Clemont frowned at the sounds of combat from the village below. He was waiting for Revka and Yvonne outside the entrance to the...

Annalisa clutched the pillowcase against her chest, but the weight of the candy inside offered no reassurance in the face of the Spook...

I comfort my shivering daughter in those wee morning hours just another dream it can’t hurt you and, wordlessly, for her fingers are in...

As he walked into the main concourse at Václav Havel International Airport, Father Clemont remembered he didn’t know the first word of...

It gawks each time I cross the quad, doing who knows what with the stubby, pitted, groping fingers carved between its weathered knees. It...

Father Clemont’s ass was sore. Again. And they were still only halfway across the Atlantic. The dull ache around his wrist wasn’t helping...

Our new neighbors are just fine, I guess, they seem nice enough but they’re the kinda folks that leave the porch lights on all day Not...

As Father Clemont pushed his empty plate away, he wondered why he’d ever questioned Mrs. Kowalski. Pierogi really did make everything...

Your terror starts promptly at 10 p.m. with the blaring theme of the local news The room is dark, you’ve read your books and yet there is...

When Father Clemont awoke, he was floating above St. Paul's church. Looking down at its sloped roof, his first thought was that the...

Your mind is a smooth, flat pebble crashing across an endless lake Each new hop on that placid, azure surface a little lower than the...

How Mrs. Kowalski was still alive, Father Clemont could only guess. She smoked constantly, and when she didn't have a cigarette between...

What was old is new again as you open the door to McCabe’s Tavern in the village that time forgot and wander up to the bar, making eye...

Loom hated the sea. She hated the way it smelled, the way her hair clumped and tangled after saltwater dried in it, the way it tossed...

Why must it lurk in darkened closets with gnarled fingers pale, cold, and clammy or just beyond the bulb's flickering glow at the bottom...

Angold sat forward as the woman on the holoviewer rounded another corner. She was sprinting through a long-derelict spaceship, its...

Be sure to replace your hiking boots every 300 miles or so for optimal comfort huffs Gary, your trusty guide. It’s cold comfort to your...

Guthrow cursed as the wagon bucked over a particularly nasty bump in the road, splattering chili all over his chaps. “The hell you doin’...

Having replaced without catastrophe my sleeping daughter's blanket, I wonder as I ease shut her bedroom door what unknown visitors have...