Torsade Literary Space The Big Pants (conclusion)
Short Stories The Big Pants (part seven) He reconsidered. Maybe, in some ways, Perry wasn’t. He had his own place. He worked in customer service, sitting home taking help desk calls for three or four companies. I gotta ask Perry, Tom counselled himself, how much he’s making. He saw Luisa was […]
The Big Pants (part six)
Short Stories The Big Pants (part six) She had come to Toby Messerman thinking that a thirty-six-year-old fat woman, who had never had a job outside her husband’s studio, needed to get sleek. Not that Jackie wasn’t encouraged seeing people of size sass back…but she thought in real life the competition […]
The Big Pants (part five)
Short Stories The Big Pants (part five) Leon got insurance for those times he was cutting brush, and crossed fingers the rest of the time. The children and her daughter needed adding to her own…and that was a lot of money from her paycheck. Luisa cleared a little above seventeen hundred […]
The Big Pants (part four)
Short Stories The Big Pants (part four) Yet the call hadn’t been, as the armchair psychologist would have it, a cry for help. He was asking Debbie to advise him on a decision. What you would want with anything that might have consequences you hadn’t thought of— Fresh eyes. […]
The Big Pants (part three)
Short Stories The Big Pants (part three) John answered, from the other side of the cages. “So we don’t starve to death. And I think maybe it regulates temperature, too.” “Now,” Gerda said, “if you were thirsty, and you drank a teaspoon of water, that would not help […]
The Big Pants (part two)
Short Stories The Big Pants (part two) “And why not…?” Toby finished his dialogue with John, whose passion was “helping kids”. A youth camp. John would have to buy a piece of land somewhere. He ran out of steam, mumbling about crowd funding. “Please?” Toby said. “Uh,” Tom […]
The Bog (conclusion)
Short Stories The Bog (part seven) “I don’t know what it can be,” Dana murmured. But he began to walk, then jog, down the plank way, making for the road. “We’d better go,” Laurel said. “I don’t see how we can stay.” “Pack?” “Leave it.” […]
The Bog (part six)
Short Stories The Bog (part six) In respect of Dana…the two of them alone now. “The strip on this side of the road is all you’d have to donate. Just don’t let Harry pollute the creek.” He told her an irrelevancy, rather than hear this. “Rocky’s […]
The Big Pants (part one)
Short Stories The Big Pants (part one) “Someone has got a watch.” They all knew it. Two, in point of fact, green as well as blue light bumping from the floor, modest hemispheres glowing where the exercise demanded pitch dark. The lights rose, converged, shed themselves on Toby’s […]
The Bog (part five)
Short Stories The Bog (part five) “She stays with us, and then she goes to Bren’s and so forth. I’d have to ask her.” Bren… Laurel wasn’t sure who this was. Rachel, to read her voice, was ticked. Because the invitation itself was upending, or because […]