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The Magic Show From Hell
Jasper's POV The clock ticked back and forth above me. It was late in the morning and I fell asleep on my bed watching mindless, late night cartoons leaving the…
Read NowThe Christmas Tree
Staring at the tree, whiskey in hand, Pete was pleased that this year would be different from the last. It had been the strangest time of his life, but he…
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Alabaster Angel
“This is a matchmaking service?” asked the doctor, a concerned look on his face. “This is the Garden of Eden,” replied his host with a smile. The doctor looked around…
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Don’t Trust the Boy
They didn't believe me. Not the couple's family after their house burned down. Not the daycare when half the kids mysteriously fell ill. And not the police when I attempted…
Read NowThe Guardian Angel
And I am always with you. I was there from the time you were born. I stood in the delivery room, staring down at you before you could even open…
Read NowThe Masked Man
Tuesday, October 11th Today, I drove my 7-year old son James into town to go Halloween shopping. I didn’t have to buy any candy this year because we live in…
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Stained Glass
Some urban legends have a way of weaving themselves into communities like a sparkling accent. When I was a substantially younger man, our favorite local tale was the Grapevine Angel…
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The Terror in the Tunnels
I have two very unusual keepsakes on one of my many bookshelves. One is an empty glass vial, the contents of which dried up long ago. The other is an…
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A Speaker Of The Trees
Martin pressed the record button on the handheld unit and held it close to his mouth as he ducked under the rope the patrol officers had strung between the trees.…
Read NowLoon Harbour
I got called out to Seal Cove on the coast about a year ago for duty. Small town on the coast, you know how it is. Maybe 700 people, tops.…
Read NowThe Contract
Teddy Wilson rapped one knuckle against the smoked-stained glass door adorned with the worn, white letters that announced, “Martin Croker: Editor” before popping his head into the room. “You wanted…
Read NowRed Popsicles
"Mama, can I pllleeease have a popsicle?" Lily's face puckered into an adorable little pout. At just four years old, she was quite persistent, and knew just how to be…
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The Horrors Of The Backrooms
I moved into my current house with my parents three years ago in 2006. Seems so long ago now that the number is in front of me. But, you’re not…
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A Cat in the Dark
This is a story about an old Welsh witch. It was All Hallows’ Day, 1 November 1974, when the people of my village awoke to find that my house had…
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I Was a Christmas Elf
Mrs. Claus sat in her rocker, a half completed sweater resting on her lap. The alarm clock on the small table beside her rang its shrill alarm through the warm…
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Yellow Ledbetter
The land beyond the bridge had been in my family for generations, forty-four acres of farmland. My father was as rooted to it as the oak tree in our front…
Read NowScorpion River
I'd always been afraid of Scorpion River. Ever since I was eight, I'd gone with my aunt, uncle, and older cousin into the wilderness of southern Arizona where we'd spend…
Read NowBy The Light of a Dying Fire
Ever since history began, mankind has been fascinated by fire. In the days of the caveman the hunter’s campfire was often the only thing that protected our prehistoric ancestors from…
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Sympathy Card
I can remember getting my first sympathy card sixty years ago when I was a junior at Nichols College in Massachusetts back in 1962. I was a twenty-year old Finance…
Read NowThe Darkness
This is a story from my childhood, one which I have not told anyone except for my wife; just thinking about it still sends shivers down my spine. I grew…
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