Category: Writing

“I do like Belen,” Thomas said slowly, looking at the application on the desk in front of him, “but her visa’s only good…

Liv grimaced as she paused outside the rickety edifice with a shabby sign overhead that read Butch’s Oddities Shoppe. The establishment was a…

“You’re saying I’m not good enough!” Tabby’s voice rose shrilly at the clinic one morning, on an unusual day on which Tabby had…

Poor Dr. Collins, Fern thought as she stamped some paperwork from his office. The handsome young doctor was often on her mind. He…

Had last night really happened? Tabby considered this on her way to the clinic the following day. Had she imagined it, and filled…

It was Monday morning, and Tabby was expected back. It had been five days since Thomas had last seen her, and he was…

“Oh, Toby, dear,” said Ribbons n’ Lace, Toby’s mother, embracing him in the doorway of the palatial New Pony home of the Collinses….

An uneventful Saturday was winding down. Thomas was at home reading medical journals when the phone rang. “Hey, it’s Cazador with animal control,”…

“Tamara, must you make out with your boyfriend in my living room!” Tabby’s voice reverberated shrilly through the house. She stood in the…

The pink unicorn swung open the clinic door and stood surveying her surroundings. It wasn’t the ramshackle hole-in-the-wall place she had expected to…