The hour is early. The first rays of the sun are just starting to peek over the peaks of the green mountains to the east. The world is peaceful. Suddenly, and without warning, that tranquility is shattered by the sound of impending doom and destruction. Having slept only 18 of the past 24 hours I […]
Category Archives: Prose
The Case of the Missing Glasses
Steve stood in the arch of the doorway talking to his friend Marco, as he had been doing for most of the party. It was getting late; most of the guests had started trickling out and Steve straightened himself up, deciding to do the same. Steve was a talent agent in New York, and the […]