Marjorie Bowen: The Sword Decides! (part fifty-eight)

Marjorie Bowen The Sword Decides! (part fifty-eight)                     The messenger took a bench under a shutter. His shoulders heaved with a long-drawn breath. “Matteo,” Giovanna said. “We begin with an invocation,” murmured Jean, archbishop of Naples. “Monsieur, do.” The bishop spoke the names of all the […]

Heckler (part two)

Heckler (part two)

      Heckler (part two)     You’re guessing I didn’t like the sound of this? No shit, but…working for Delaney is like this. You do good, he gives you more jobs. You say no to a job, maybe he’ll call you. To hand out coupons on the street, dressed like a Thanksgiving turkey. […]

The Mirrors (part eighteen)

      The Mirrors (part eighteen)     “And when you were hired, you were only to come in as far as the lower hall, and the cellar stairs?” “They had the house shut up. Nothing to do with me.” “But.” “See, you all out there, maybe you never got to hear things. You […]

The Mirrors (part seventeen)

      The Mirrors (part seventeen)     viii.     And so— The year of Esta’s birth, on an island in a southern river… Born new asset to a family of wealthy bankers. Here at the city’s fringe had been this wall. This wall on its little hump of earth, able with its […]

Fellyans (part seven)

      Fellyans (part seven)   “Your husband seems not a bad sort,” Alma remarked. No answer came. She unhooked the pot, backed from the fire, elbow-length in heavy gloves, and decided the floor was the place. Jorinda’s stew bubbled on. “Watch you don’t get too near with your pretty skirt, love.” “Is there […]

The Mirrors (part sixteen)

      The Mirrors (part sixteen)     She turned her back, took up her spoon and bent over the stovetop. Because there was cocoa and sugar in the house, because Carmine might struggle back for his favorite, she had milk on, simmering for pudding. “Over yonder…” The voice was Leonce’s. A finger touched […]

Heckler (part one)

      Heckler (part one)     One of the people I know told me about these guys. Like if you wanted a loser property you owned out of the way, it’s ashes, no one finds a trace wrong—cause they use some military kind of laser. You get a little free money from the […]

The Mirrors (part fifteen)

      The Mirrors (part fifteen)     vii.     The day came up with a busy humidity in the air, a striated purple framing a sun ugly with rosiness. Thunder, Charmante thought. It was early in the season for a hurricane, but she could believe in one looming, with a sky like […]

Yoharie: Breaking Up Together (part four)

Yoharie Breaking Up Together (part four)             Savannah recalled church a holiday spoiler, a weird intervention between new toys and turkey, half exciting for its costume of white tights, Mary Janes, and what Grandma called a “dressy dress”; more than half excruciating. Opening their big boxes, to learn the bigness […]

Depression Glass (part five)

      Depression Glass (part five)     “You’re twenty-one,” her aunt said on the phone. “Yeah, I am.” Merrilee and Monica, roommates then, had gone to a steakhouse known for its goofy cocktails, with the promise they’d try three, each different from the last. “Happy birthday. How you feel?” “Not awful.” “Great. I’m […]