Red Streets
“All the good luck in the world doesn’t matter, someone always forgets to lock their window or their door.”...
“All the good luck in the world doesn’t matter, someone always forgets to lock their window or their door.”...
“Don’t go out with him!” A woman had appeared, suddenly, right next to the check-out counter....
The librarian smiled. “That’s the book you need, no doubt.”...
She is currently screaming obscenities at him while police shove her into the back of their squad car....
The hospital was just ahead now, pearly white in the rain’s fog....
“Always the same thing. God-damned awful shows. Who makes this stuff? Who watches this? Pandering to the lowest common denominator.”...
The night before Christmas, the cat was especially perturbed. The sounds from inside the wall were louder than normal, more insistent than…...
“Known Copylefters, Mr. Salmon. Dangerous people who don’t believe in, or respect, Corporate rights.”...
“Are you being paid to attend, too?” she said with a little laugh....
Robin Redbreast dove at Grausaw, the great general of the cat colonials....