The Art of Ghosting
Alice pressed the button to answer the phone, just as it fell from her nerveless fingers. She listened as her friend Ivana’s voice started speaking into the air. “Alice–don’t say…
Very short stories by F. Anne Fischer
Alice pressed the button to answer the phone, just as it fell from her nerveless fingers. She listened as her friend Ivana’s voice started speaking into the air. “Alice–don’t say…
Delia felt the chill creeping up her legs as she crunched through the snow-covered cemetery next to her fiancé. She was cold as the grave, and her bones rattled inside…
Edith and Edna were always called in to decorate for parties, because they could always make something out of nothing.One fine spring day, Edith ran into Mary on her way…