Archive for Original Fiction – Page 4

Waiting for Ghosts

Samantha woke. She thought she heard a cabinet door shut. Ben was off for the weekend with his guy friends, so Samantha slid on her slippers and went to look. There was a girl opening the fridge when Samantha entered the kitchen. She stopped guiltily. ‘Hi, Mom.” “What are you…

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The Lost Closet

Walter sat on the edge of his bed and watched the snow drifting down outside his window. He’d have to go out in it soon. His costume was laid out beside him, waiting for him. He had seen the door when he pulled the hanger out of the closet. He…

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The Quiet One

I think it’s safe to tell this story now. When you’re a youth leader, you meet lots of kids. There’s lots of loud ones, and always a few whose necks you wouldn’t mind wringing. There are quiet ones, too, though, especially those in junior high who don’t know who they…

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Real Good

Dennis had seen airport bathrooms bigger than this place. A few small wooden tables pressed up against the faded wallpaper, and a counter ran across the far end, where Jerry stood behind the cash register. A sign read “Cash Only,” and the menu above Jerry’s head was handwritten and messy….

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The Sussonsun

The creature was huge and descending rapidly from the clear sky. On Earth it would have been called a dragon, with its huge wings and long, sinuous neck. It was more bird, though, than reptile, with feathers that caught the sunlight and refracted it in an ever-changing pattern of colors….

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The Cost of Magic

“Pizza’ll be here in a few minutes,” Toby said, lowering himself into the couch. The springs sagged deeply. The couch had been used and abused by various apartment dwellers for years. “Wanna beer?” The wizard shook his head, thoughtful. He was not one of those wise, wizened, white-bearded wizards, but…

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All the Answers

“Honey, could you get that?” Paul extricated himself from the small boy hanging onto his ankle and stepped over a pile of Legos to the front door. Outside was a clean-shaven young man in a suit, which worried Paul. What young man didn’t have a bit of scruff these days?…

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Sight

Charles lay awake in bed. He had woken up with the same thought that had pursued him for weeks. He had made the preparations. Now, while his wife slept, he could do it. She would never know. He turned in bed toward her, trying not to disturb the covers. She…

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The Man Who Keeps Your Secrets

Selena knocked hesitantly at the door to the old house. “He won’t answer,” they had told her. “You have to just go in. It’s part of the process.” She waited for the door to open anyway. A stray dog watched her from the alley. She didn’t know what street this…

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Night Life

Aaron found himself awake sometime in the deep hours of night in a strange room, aware of the person beside him in the bed. He didn’t move for fear of waking her. He could hear her breathing slowly beside him, her back to him. He wondered if she was awake…

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The Number of Man

They led him into a sterile white too-bright room, which held a table, a chair, and it. They placed him in the chair and shut the door. Upon the table was a white file folder. His brain was fuzzy from lack of sleep, lack of food, and whatever concoction of…

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Brothers of Night

Arieos and Falson were brothers, light-skinned, dark-haired, large-eyed young men who understood one another without words. They were not alike in temperament, Arieos being bolder and quick-witted, Falson more perceptive and deeply rooted in the history of their people. They sat together upon a rocky, lifeless land beneath a brilliant…

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