The Enemy (part three)

      The Enemy (part three)     Weapon of choice, was Palma’s thought. What is small and quick? A plummet, on the other hand, had virtues, quickness among them. The engineering of a plummet might be small…a distraction, a taped switch forcing an alarm to sound, a slippery floor. She saw the court […]

The Tambinder Engine (part seven)

      The Tambinder Engine  A McAlley Story (part seven)     She woke next morning, and would have wondered at the raw throat, the ill feeling… But her bedroom air was hazy with smoke. Kitten Bobbo’s claws tickled her ankle as she toed below the spread for slippers. As often, in these days […]

The Tambinder Engine (part six)

      The Tambinder Engine  A McAlley Story (part six)     She passed Matthew’s picture window and stopped, saw a couple at the bottom of the drive. The woman’s hair, hanging long and coarse, ash blonde, her young face furrowed, mouth and brow. She scowled, and the furrows came strong. The man, wind […]

The Tambinder Engine (part five)

      The Tambinder Engine  A McAlley Story (part five)     Dear Victor   I am not a scientific person, but I believe I understand some of what you’ve kindly explained. You envision—or your ancestor, I ought to say, envisioned—a spiral chamber to capture the energy of the tides and accelerate the displacement […]

Heckler (conclusion)

Heckler (conclusion)

      Heckler (part three)     “So like, my credit hour cost was two-hundred something, toss in fees, round it up… Say the minimum wage goes to fifteen, say I work a shift and a half at Starbucks, I earn back one hour at state. Or maybe not, I’m an English Lit dropout, […]

Tourmaline: The Enemy (part two)

      The Enemy (part two)   “That dry wit of yours. Anyone listening in would call you a danger to the public peace.” Palma returned a smile, dry enough. “Sulya, they listen every minute. To you, too.” Sulya gave a nod. “They watch, as well as listen. Subject indicates agreement. My little schemes […]

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. […]

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 […]

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 […]

The Tambinder Engine (part four)

      The Tambinder Engine  A McAlley Story (part four)     McAlley had told her he did not. She believed he did. Summer of that year passed to autumn, and Dustin did not write. Deenie settled for an exercise of Tirza’s. Tell your frustrations, when they crowd up, that you see them, that […]