Category: Short Stories

Deep down we are empty shells

We promised each other in front of God

True beauty never fades away

The only reason I am here is to stop my wife leaving me

They look trim and terrific, generous and gracious, healthy and wealthy…

I have tremendous admiration for all the women I loved

No one can take love back

Would the killer hear me and come back to finish the job

I wanted to slap Joan’s face. I should have.

If the situation weren’t so frustrating, it would be quite comical.