It was the bone-chilling Northwest winter of 1994 when I stood with my shaky hands folded before Granddad’s grave. I stared at his name with a million… Read more “Love at a Cemetery”
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Sweeping Dreams
Sample: It was eight o’clock, and the dappled sun shone through the trees, creating mysterious shadows through the blinds. I was exhausted and curled with a fleece… Read more “Sweeping Dreams”
You Can’t Get Rid of Me
Mary’s looking around.Shovel clanked hard earth.Mary stops, eyes darting either way.I think she can hear me.I know she can’t see me.Why?I’m six feet underneath her bare feet.How… Read more “You Can’t Get Rid of Me”
In Sickness & Bad Health
Elma’s weary eyes — heavy from therapy — shed clouded judgment, spreading the sting of regret on her cheeks. As I pay the bills for treatment we… Read more “In Sickness & Bad Health”
Love at a Cemetery
(© 2021 AC) (Erica Orloff edited this short story. All of my short stories on Kindle are professionally edited.) (Wattpad, Amazon Kindle.)
Buried Alive
Shannon hated her mother. I didn’t care for the woman either, but I had no reason to see her dead, at least not at first. But Shannon,… Read more “Buried Alive”
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