Watch your brother
Watch your brother, watch your brother, the girl thought to herself. Wondering why they always said to watch him when he never did anything worth looking at. He just sat […]
Tag Archives: short fiction by Sandra Stephens
Gameboard
I met my husband in a dog food factory. I know that sounds like the beginning of a joke, but it’s true. We both had summer jobs at ProVets Pet […]
Waking Up From Dying
Waking up from dying was not at all what she had thought or feared it would be. There were no gates, pearly or fiery or otherwise. No floor of clouds. […]
An Unexpected Exodus
Something has been on my mind, something I read somewhere not long ago – I don’t remember where, maybe Nova, or one of the airline in-flight magazines. The article was […]
The Peeping Tom
One of my favorite classes in high school was World Civilization. The teacher, Mr. Hart, was also one of the high school wrestling coaches. He was a soft-spoken man but […]
