Dressed As Dark As The Night

Moving swiftly, I hurried down the first three steps and yanked the refrigerator back. It moved silently on its tracks, reached the end, and settled back onto the floor. The latch issued a meaningless click as the front and back doors slammed open. A deep male voice bellowed, “FBI.” (more)

Cool Embrace of the Sea

My parents raised my brother and me on a naked beach. My earliest memory is of feeling the cool embrace of the sea while in the safety of my mom’s warm arms. As I grew older, it became a morning routine to wake up, run bare-skinned out of the house and across the cool morning […]