Fiction

Paris, March 24, 1944  JEAN-LUC  Days turned into weeks, and a routine became established. Their day started at eight o’clock, then there was a half-hour break for lunch at twelve, and they finished at six, when night drew in. Jean-Luc’s…Read more

Romance

ZANE ACCEPTED EARLY ON that the remodeling project would be a nuisance, but he hadn’t realized exactly how much it would disrupt his life. A constant parade of workers walked in and out of his house. Sawdust and noise became…Read more

Fiction

It was one thing to put a message in a bottle and another thing entirely when that bottle came back to you from across the sea with a genie stuffed in next to the reply. She had to rub the…Read more