By T.R. Healy Catching himself starting to doze off, Griffin closed his right hand into a fist and stared at it for a moment in the brittle sunlight. At once, he thought of his Uncle Roy who used to raise a fist above his head when he got angry and bellow, “If I open my … Continue reading A Far Corner
Union Station
By T.R. Healy As he waited for the traffic light to turn green, Harris Stears glanced at the sheet of paper on the passenger seat to check the address of the next garage sale he intended to visit this morning. Already he had visited three sales and not found anything worth buying. He just hoped … Continue reading Union Station
Academy of the Heart And Mind 