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“Oh my God, there’s a tooth in my corn nuts,” Casey said. I glanced at…

I had just gotten to BoucherCon (what another BCon story?) in the middle of panels,…

Cassie Boone steps in the diner. She blinks her eyes. Pancake special on the chalkboard.…

Lil’ Mike had skills. That’s why he was running this primo corner north of the…

“I’ve been thrown outta way better places than this,” Damon said. He picked himself up…

A well-dressed old man carrying a leather briefcase was pacing on the sidewalk outside my…

When Beatrice opened the door, she assumed the two young men on her front porch…

It was hard getting past the root, but after the third one went in, he…

Jumpy flinches at the smell of his underarms as he takes out his passport from…

It’d been five weeks since Irene O’Connell’s father collected her from the Dominican Convent of…

I remember my first night at BoucherCon this last year, hooking up with Matthew C…

A Skynyrd guitar riff licked the back of my neck as Tampa shrank in the…