Wife! Wife! Yuh playing yuh ent hearing me. Ah go sen dem chirren back whey dey come from yuh know. What is this man complaining about now? I am fed-up of him and if he doesn’t watch out I sending him back where he came from. Forever complaining complaining. Ah… Continue Reading
I was sitting at the bus stop. I didn’t know why. I wasn’t trying to go anywhere. The sun was blazing overhead and the cars all looked ugly. I guess I was trying to sit in the shade. I looked at my wrist to see what time it was and… Continue Reading
Tyler was amongst the first to stop sleeping. It was quite possible he was at the head of the chain, although officially it would not be recognised because Tyler didn’t tell. He did not want to offer himself up for scrutiny and, despite everything, he held to this and managed… Continue Reading
Douglas Haines was not an impulsive man. He’d given it a lot of thought—his decision final. He stood atop the Savings and Exchange Bank in the financial district of Los Angeles. The wide box toes of his oxfords suspended over the roof’s ledge. Ten stories high, with no awning to… Continue Reading
I bumped into the girl as I returned from the restroom, and she grabbed my arm. “Can I ask you something?” she said. She clung to her cocktail as if it were a lifebuoy. Judging from her slurred speech and the look in her eyes, this was not her first… Continue Reading
Charlie didn’t have the guts to rob the drugstore in Visalia. The woman behind the counter reminded him of his mother—what a chump. His truck needed gas, oil, a new carburetor. No sweat. Now he could buy a brand-new Cadillac. Charlie nodded at the man in the Air Force… Continue Reading
Coralline pressed the gas pedal and driving above the speed limit dared the police to do something about it. She was mad as hell and prepared to take down as many people as she could into the next life with her. What she wasn’t prepared for, was the sudden appearance… Continue Reading
One hardened Spaghetti-O from last night’s dinner stuck to the underside of Ray Johnson’s soup spoon. He touched it with his tongue. It tasted like a Cheerio because he was eating Cheerios now, but it was a Spaghetti-O from last night. It made Ray think. One side of… Continue Reading
“Women and children first! Women and children first!” A brandy snifter in one hand, a cigar in the other, I am alone as I watch people rush about on deck from the comfort of my leather chair in the first-class smoking room. It’s past midnight, the lights flicker, but I… Continue Reading
Here at WM we are trying out something new. We want you to join the 5F Club! Freaking Flash Fan Fic Friday! What that means is we are going to be posting flash (under 1,ooo words) of fan fiction, every Friday. We will start this Friday with some Conan Flash… Continue Reading
