Isabella

Trish tapped her foot impatiently and grunted in frustration as the numbers on the elevator sign slowly crept upward. Maybe two trips would have been a better idea but the thought of making her way all the way up to the 37th floor only to turn on her heel and make her way back down … Continue reading Isabella

Mr. Green

Kermit Green is a sensible man. He drives a Subaru, which is a sensible car. He wears cargo pants with at least six pockets because it is sensible to have the available storage capacity (the Subaru also has very reasonable storage capacity). At the moment, Mr. Green is having a particularly difficult conversation with Mrs. … Continue reading Mr. Green

House Arrest

by Jack I’m locked in a prison of my own creation. Surrounded not by four bleak walls, etched with the memories of former inmates. But by six spacious rooms, scarred with quirky interior design and floating IKEA shelves. I don’t rattle a tin cup against steel bars in protest. Rather, I drag a chic stoneware … Continue reading House Arrest