Horror

I had always been very clever about hiding my tracks. The computer just made sense to me. I’d been born into it, and from a young age could use it…

Oh my god my father. He goes on the front porch in his bathrobe and those, those slippers, to get the Sunday paper. And stands there puffing his pipe where…

Jamie’s shift was almost over when the call came in. “East wing bathroom. Noise complaint,” crackled the radio. Another night, another chore in a dying mall barely clinging to life.…

I will give a faithful account of the strange events that took place in the courtyard at the Archbishop’s residence. But to do so I will need to share some…

My husband talks in his sleep. His chatter is about fixing things. Always. What exactly he is fixing is never clear. All I know is that they are so, so…

It took Teddy first. This made sense in a way, because he was always running barefoot in the dirt and never washed his hands, but it was still surprising because…

They were traveling in a part of the country they had vacationed in for years, but they’d never been down this road before. The town was tiny, only two tourist-trap…

It doesn’t trouble me when my mother forgets my name. She’s 83 and has been in the nursing home for months. A battery of health problems brought her in, but…

Chilperic, the Frankish king, controlled northern Franceand had ambitions for north-west Germany.He was heading home one evening, gloomy and exhausted,his men were heavy laden with golden crosses,enameled silver ciboria and…

Yeah, so the bastard left me, he left me stranded in the house in the middle of winter, snow blowing like a blinding white nightmare, right? Where the treetops listen,…