We’re leaving A.’s parents’ house which is in my parents’ old neighborhood; we’re driving A.’s dad’s car. (When did he get a Buick?) We’re both in the back seat and she is driving from the passenger side. It’s slow-going because she admits to a slight panic: “I forgot my glasses and my shoes! You need […]
The United States is at war with the Czechs and has sent us as if to do combat with them in Rock Creek Park. I say “as if” because we are sent without body armor or real weapons; we are sent simply with uniforms and commanding-looking poses. Our mission is to go house to house, […]
We (me, P.W., M.G., J.M., & B.S.) are all at his house (B.S.) for an evening of drinks and assorted weeknight relaxation. At one point we all go outside for a cigarette (though I don’t smoke), continuing from the tales from inside. Someone (I missed who, exactly) got us onto the topic of gaming. M.G. […]
We (A. & I) think that we catch a girl in A.’s class cheating and plagiarizing. It was something off-hand like a comment or a note scribbled on the side of one of her exams. I don’t think much of it when I mention it — the mention comes as a joke almost — but […]
FIRST: She has found me after all these years. “I’ve missed you so much.” But I just cannot go through with it and race instead back to my room (shamed in both ways). I need to talk my way out of this one and when We finally leave for our flight home, we are too […]
A. & I are Rosa Saxon and Sammy Clay respectively (née Rosa Saks and Samuel Clayman) and we’re having a small-ish get-together at our place. Close friends mostly; a little drinking, nothing too out of control. Until we move it out on the deck (we’re at my parents’ old Gaithersburg townhouse) and some of the […]
I’ve morphed into the school yard bully cum born again chum. After school, we convene on the athletic fields for a little intramural 3-on-3 rugby. At least, we’re calling it rugby. The game is more like a hybrid of rugby and soccer but yet is a far cry from football. We get strapped into our […]
I am trying to clear my name. A building: square, central courtyard cut-out, offices along the sides and stairwells at the corners. I’m here with a small crew? You all wait outside while I try and clear my name. An interview? An interrogation? Some simple misunderstanding? The office is empty when I go inside. Do […]
Narrator/point-of-view: third person, detached. Like 40s detective noir or some awful late 90s independent cinema. I’m involved but not central, hardly pivotal. Nate (from Six Feed Under) has moved on to some private detective’s agency on the coast of Florida. He’s investigating some shady real estate deals there. Something is seriously wrong; all of the […]
The dentist is very concerned about the state of my bottom teeth. He won’t tell me what’s wrong but he does explain that they’re in very bad shape. He’s afraid that he needs to pull them. From the bottom left incisor through the next four choppers. It’s going to be quite a procedure. He sends […]