FREE FRIDAYS: Weekend reading—on us.
Rosalie Stetson guided her car off the freeway exit. The rain started up again as she made a right, drove a number of feet, and stopped on the gravel along the side of the road. The softly purring engine mixed…Read more
The end of the year brought the usual holiday festivities, though around the Frazier house there was little to cheer. Mrs. Frazier went through the motions of decorating a small tree and wrapping a few cheap gifts and baking cookies…Read more
“Is there a problem?” a man in a dark suit, his lapel perfectly aligned, asked. The clerk jumped to attention, her back straight. “This woman says she’s with FAS, but I can’t find a record of her in our system.” “Is…Read more
At the time I first realized I might be fictional, my weekdays were spent at a publicly funded institution on the north side of Indianapolis called White River High School, where I was required to eat lunch at a particular…Read more