
Skippy’s Guilty Pleasures
Jimmy points to the empty container on the kitchen counter. “Okay, Skippy, ‘fess up!” I look away like I don’t see him. “Skippy?” I hang my head. I’m busted. I…

Jimmy points to the empty container on the kitchen counter. “Okay, Skippy, ‘fess up!” I look away like I don’t see him. “Skippy?” I hang my head. I’m busted. I…

Meteorites are small bits of inanimate rock, streaking through the sky, leaving a trail of brilliant light in their wake. Shooting stars, but no more. They pass through time and…

It was 11:30 am on the day the spaceship landed in Carol’s back yard. She didn’t know it was a spaceship at first; she thought the noise she heard was…

The clock on my living room wall is stuck at 3:51 and has been for the last three years. Did it stop in the morning or afternoon? I can’t tell.…

Wherever she went, heads turned. Men stared and whistled. Women gave her a jealous eye and whispered. Everyone agreed: she was the most beautiful girl in town. With model-good looks…

The minister asks, “Do you take this woman…?” His words fade to the background as I look into my bride’s glistening blue eyes. She is so beautiful, so lovely, adorned…

The doorbell rings. It’s here! The new laptop I bought online a few days ago. I am so excited. It’s the latest model, with all the bells and whistles I…

Nutmeg was the runt of the litter, the smallest squirrel in the largest park in the city called New York. He was too small and too slow to get many…

I know Mommy doesn’t hate me. I know it’s my fault for making her mad. Mommy is mad a lot. I had to leave until she’s not mad anymore. I…

Another unbearable, sweltering summer day. I pour myself a soft drink and open the freezer for more ice. Empty. Great. My ice maker has stopped working. I remember reading a…

I can’t be in love. Can I? But if it’s not love, what is it? This stirring I feel inside. When he calls my name, my heart flutters. When he…

Daisy slathered the hot toast with butter, then squeezed on a gooey glob of honey from the bear-shaped bottle. “Mmmm…” she moaned, as she relished the sweet, buttery goodness. She…