January 2000 archive

She was beautiful. At least what I could see in the rear-view mirror. A perfect oval face. Fluffy, butter-colored hair. A nice tan. Designer sunglasses… you know, the whole nine yards. Hard to tell much about age with the sunglasses, but she couldn’t be over thirty. The car, of course, was a white BMW convertible. …

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Thomas will tell you adamantly that he’s five years old, although he just turned four last month. He is an amazingly willful little boy, solemn and composed. He’s never thrown a tantrum. The bright spark of exceptional intelligence lights his muddy brown eyes from within, and his habit of flipping his longish brown hair from …

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Coming home from yet another exhausting day of school, she threw her backpack on the chair by the door and kicked her sandals off on the way to the kitchen. She yanked open the refrigerator door to vent her frustration. She grabbed the box of ice cream – Rocky Road, of course – and slammed …

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Carol was always worried about walking home at night. The city had grown so much, and downtown wasn’t as friendly as it used to be. It was Monday night, the streets were empty, only the occasional taxi passed her by as she walked along the road trying to remain as inconspicuous as possible. Carol hated …

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Barry looked out his window. It had been a long time since he had left the house. Of course, he had gone outside, into his backyard or onto the roof, but that wasn’t the same as actually leaving the house. Facing the world was different, and facing the world was what he would have to …

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