“Look out!” Chance screamed, accompanied by a stuttering step in my direction, seeming to want to chase the volleyball he had sent careening in my direction, but hesitating at the last second ... [+]
His heart pounded as he stared at the makeshift cage which imprisoned his fearsome foe. He tried to convince himself that he was ready for this moment. But was he? He had spent hours studying his ... [+]
The planetarium is closed for good.
Merciless black letters splayed across the sign up front, the yellow banner blocking Saturn’s dancing rings in more ways than one.
They only dance
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We now rest like bugs hanging onto the blades of grasses underneath us, intertwined like we were on our little blanket on the hill. Water soaked through every pore under our backs, seeping into ou ... [+]
When I got home, mom was already cooking dinner. The aroma of oxtail stew traveled faster than her voice, sickening me a little in a humid summer evening. “How was the tutoring?” It was terrible ... [+]
There are no cars, you’re only imagining, her husband scolds. Just go a little slower, Reina wants to say, but she knows it is not a woman’s place to say such bold things. He knows what he’s ... [+]
Unfortunately, time has stopped.
This may surprise you, because time is seemingly omnipresent and has governed our lives for so long, but the thing about time is that it’s completely
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Rick hadn’t figured out what he was going to do on this date. He had been building up the courage to ask her out for weeks and weeks, and he had always thought that the details of the night would ... [+]
The giant machine was almost empty, and had been that way for the last three centuries. When the man had found it, slowly sinking into the lazy sand of the trackless wastes of the Gobi, it had already ... [+]
It all started on the first day of school, Gunther was a new student at Windcastle High. He wasn’t your typical teenage boy; he perceived the world “differently.” He first saw her when he ... [+]
Roger was very good at planning and very bad at being alone, which is why he’d always selfishly hoped to marry someone at least five years younger than him.
He knew he’d have to wait a few
... [+]
“Private Calcelmo.” Commander Martins bellows, his voice ringing sharply in my ears, cigar wobbling up and down like a fishing bobber.
I sigh tentatively in relief as Calsy moves to stand
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watch, cardinals are springing along the sidewalk; it’s 8:00 AM and the wet sidewalk is cluttered with red berries; cardinals like blood clots; there are particular cardinals, which spin thei ... [+]
A dump like this shouldn't have an outdoor cafe, especially in this part of town. Not that it’s much- a few rusty black painted tables with matching chairs, all chained to the wall. This table has ... [+]
