A Kiss Is Just A Kiss "Was that him on the phone?" She sighed, eyes downcast. "Yes." Then, defensively, "OK?" He turned away, lips pursed in faux fortitude. "Did you see him the last time he was in town?" "Yes." "And... the kiss?" "Just that.., nothing more." Silence that stretched just a few seconds too long. "Show me," he said.

One Man's Paradise Another red dawn. Enough air until I reach the next bunker. Conflicting feelings of panic, anger and relief wash over me as I survey the scorched and poisoned landscape. Reaching the apex of a mountain of rubble, it occurs to me: it may not be much, but it's all mine. #fiftywordfiction

Hunger ...when all of a sudden, the room was flooded with light and I was caught, a deer frozen in the proverbial headlights. The knife lay beside the mess I'd made, vivid colors and odd shapes now in stark contrast to the otherwise pristine room. "Sorry‚ I just wanted a sandwich." #fiftywordfiction

Last Man Standing It started in the attic. If I hadn't found that old book and read what really happened to Michael I might not have been wide awake all these nights. It's only now, watching the blue sky turn battleship gray, I realize that, like him, I probably would have screamed, too. #fiftywordfiction

Are You a Dog Yet? Becoming an adult is like being a dog going to the vet: We all loved going for the ride until we realize where we ended up.