By Felicita Robinson When Martha invited me to spend the summer vacation with her, I was overjoyed. This was my first trip to the country part of Jamaica. Being a city girl, I was delighted that I was going to actually spend the entire summer away from the city. However, I didn’t bargain for what … Continue reading Summer Contest Fiction Winner: “A Most Unforgettable Experience”
Vanadium
By Jim Bates I always wanted to be an airline pilot. My dad was one. My grandfather, too. The fact that both were killed in airplane crashes did not deter my enthusiasm. "I don’t get it, Jerry,” Mom wondered out loud when I was ten years old and told her of my dream. “Why would … Continue reading Vanadium
She Smiled
By Nancy Machlis Rechtman Her heart pounded against the walls of her chest, echoing throughout her body. Her head was filled with the staccato of snare drums. Clara looked down at her hands. Her hands - the one gift that couldn’t be taken away from her. Her hands - the hands that were about to … Continue reading She Smiled
Help
By Ranjit Kulkarni On a normal working day, Robin Warne would be in some corporate meeting this time in the afternoon. But today was a light afternoon at work, to his delight. So he sat at his desk staring at the laptop screen, pretending to be busy. At his level in the company, he couldn't … Continue reading Help
Leaving For Love
By Luke Beling The sea was a candle in his eyes. If he hoped to find what lay underneath it, he'd need to kiss her on the lips and promise to be back one day. Mary considered herself more than obtuse, undebated over like the choice of a holiday in the mountains or at the … Continue reading Leaving For Love
Aluminum
By Jim Bates I pulled the aluminum canoe up on shore and looked around. We were on a rocky island covered in pine trees on a small lake in the boundary waters of northern Minnesota. We were also lost. Next to me, Harry, my younger brother cupped his hands into the lake and took a … Continue reading Aluminum
My Friend Vishal
By Ranjit Kulkarni I don’t know who I should call a friend. Friendships happen out of nowhere when doing things together. And once they happen, I often find myself keeping them going whether I like it or not. I have made friends when I chanced upon someone who read a common book. I have made … Continue reading My Friend Vishal
My Friends
By Abe Margel The sun came out just as the football game ended. Dan stood up; he turned and retrieved from the back of his seat his number 31 “Pinball” Clemons jersey. He had brought this same lucky jersey to every Argonauts game he had attended for the past nine years. “Pinball” had been the … Continue reading My Friends
Tuna Tortellini with Cream
By John Goodie Eli, the main chef in the kitchen at his family-owned Jewish Ghetto restaurant near Rome’s Trastevere neighborhood, heard a ruckus outside when the sous-chef, Jacob, opened the back door to step out for a cigarette. Eli grew up in that Italian-Jewish kitchen, learning to cook with his grandfather and father, easily mastering … Continue reading Tuna Tortellini with Cream
Herman
By Harvey Huddleston Joanne was such a conniver. Elliot didn’t know that at the time because like they say in the Bronx, buttah wouldn’t melt in her mouth. They’d just recently begun working together as legal assistants at a big firm with adjoining desks. Everyday he’d hear about the problem her rescue group was having. … Continue reading Herman
