Zoo Daydreams (revised)
On birthdays Mom lets us kids, that’s my brother and me, choose to do a fun activity, or have a party, but we can’t choose both. Last year when I…
On birthdays Mom lets us kids, that’s my brother and me, choose to do a fun activity, or have a party, but we can’t choose both. Last year when I…
A Short Story By Manelle Oliphant I wove my way through the entranced crowd. “Entranced” is what Mr. Marlowe called their state of mind at this point in the show….
By Manelle Oliphant Rumpelstiltskin scowled at his glass, empty, except for the froth clinging to the corners. He grunted and threw a coin on the table. He stood, and his…
By Manelle Oliphant Chervil stared at the piles of notes on his desk. The solution was there. He just had to find it. He grunted and shuffled pages full of…
A Short Story by Manelle Oliphant Snick, pad, pad. Snick, pad, pad. Mrs. Meyer climbed the organ loft’s stairs. Her feet settled on each step behind the click of her…