Submarine races

glass bottle litter

Jasper wandered around in circles, absently kicking at the glass bottles and other detritus discarded on the fringes of the underbrush. An obviously man-made cul-de-sac at the end of a dirt road hidden behind the scrub pines along the highway right-of-way, the clearing overlooked a stretch of shoreline that was accessible only by climbing down … Continue reading Submarine races

Cover story

toy wagon of wooden blocks

I was silently swearing as I finished up my household chores. I was running late. Today was the day when I make contact with my handler, and if I missed the exchange, lives could be lost. I was going to the thrift store. A location that didn’t draw attention, but with an abundance of places … Continue reading Cover story

Hey, baby

Old gas station signs

She used to make fun of her dad whenever he’d take their family down all those back country roads during summer vacations. Shunning the heavily trafficked interstates, he would say that the old roads had character, that they were a time capsule of a quieter, slower time. Along the way he would point out various … Continue reading Hey, baby