Short Stories
Skitso
Jeffrey came home that night later than usual. He slunk inside gently, as to not wake anyone. Slowly making his way into the kitchen. The old farm house moaned as he stumbled around checking the cabinets…
The Chicago Incident
It was a frigid December night in Chicago, not a car on the road. The city is pitch black, except for one light in the distance. This is the office of Francesco Samoli; Private Detective. In the room, smoke hovers low in the air, cigarette butts litter the floor. Frank was working late again…
Brother
It’s a late summer afternoon, birds chirping, fireflies glistening in the dimly lit field behind the house. The sun saying goodnight in a creamy orange wave across the sky…