It was a summer in Tennessee when a gallon of gas cost considerably less than a dollar. Fear and death in Vietnam were realities, but many of us knew too little about it. The Mets were going to win the pennant, but many of us didn't see that coming either. Me, I had...
Maggie shivers, and every breath shows as a tiny cloud of luminous vapor in the pre-dawn gloom. She's excited; I can tell because her chest is rising like a bellows. I'd forgotten how wonderfully she fills out a tight sweater. Not that she's ever been what one might...
I met her by the rice pilaf sneeze guard. She was ladling rice onto her plate while trying, unsuccessfully, to balance a salad bowl in the crook of one elbow, so I reached around and rescued the bowl. She was startled and burst into a grateful smile, which dropped...
Date: 2036, Denver/Wichita Econodential Zone Jim stabbed at the bubble controls of the paypod at the fueling station, trying to enter his access code. It was like one of those nightmares where he was trying to make a call and was required to enter string after string...
Owen always brushes my hair first, his large, scarred, sculptor's hands accomplishing the task with a patient, graceful thoroughness that calms me, distracting me from our nakedness and the hard hot proximity of his presence. My red-blonde hair is long and thick and...
Why it happens only when it rains, I have no idea. Well, that isn't totally accurate. I have a few thoughts on it, but it doesn't really matter. I don't actually care, and no one else would understand, so it's of no consequence. In the winter, when it snows, it...
Annette had promised herself she would not open the latest postcard until the evening, but she had woken to an arousal she couldn't ignore, so here she was, at the computer, searching for stimulation; something to light up her mind's eye while her fingers worked their...
Jake poured himself a glass of chardonnay and selected the light-jazz station, too tired to even choose a CD. After working twelve hours straight to meet a deadline, he didn't even want to think anymore, let alone make decisions. He sipped from his wine glass, walked...
He grasped his coat below the collar and shivered against the raw dampness that seeped into his bones. This was too much, the third time in two weeks that she had failed to pick him up on time. No more. From now on he would order up a company limo. But for the moment,...
PART 1 It could not have been her. The resemblance was uncanny but, at that moment, there was not a single doubt in my mind that what I had seen must have been a trick of the light coupled with my imagination, because I knew, with certainty borne of unequivocal action...