Scranton

Steve Hicks

These were the drives that Stan liked best. He felt unrushed, free to go as slow as he pleased, to savor what he suspected to be the last of such journeys. In Maine, a woman waited for him and for the ring he had promised her.

The Disappearance of Rafael Arroyo

Marleen Hustead

Rafael’s job in Philadelphia was simple: keep water glasses filled, put bread on tables, bring forks, clean messes, clear plates. But his unstated job, the one that no one spoke of but everyone understood, was the most important: be invisible

The Sea Crest

Jeff W. Bens

I didn’t have anywhere else to go. Jillian had left me. I was living in a basement apartment in Bensonhurst whose only window looked out to a dry cleaner’s vent.

Novel Excerpt: Keep No Secrets

Julie Compton

You smell the scent.

It’s happened before. The first time, when you and your wife Claire cut through the cosmetics department at the mall, your heartbeat soared with such trepidation that you clutched at your chest, startling her

Say It. That’s All.

Kathleen Furin

When your sister calls from Johannesburg and says, “I’m in the hospital,” say, “Hold on a sec,” then point to your phone and mouth important to the hostess, whose jeans are too tight and lipstick too bright for a five-year-old’s birthday.

Navigations in the Gene Pool

Juditha Dowd

Nature trumps nurture. Ellen believed it even before science arrived at the same conclusion, believed it even after science changed its mind again. Believes it now.