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Short Stories from the Orchard
"A short story is a different thing altogether - a short story is like a kiss in the dark from a stranger."
Worlds Less Traveled - by J.C. Conway
My anti-psychotic field shifts to low-power mode. Sparkling clarity rushes in.
On Brumal, lightyears from Earth, I activate my Pocket Paralegal, Penelope. Her soft voice resonates in my ear. “Yes Mr. Maynard?”
I respond sub-audibly. “The McLeary generator is failing. Please diagnose it.”
I wait, embracing the flood of awareness I know cannot last.
The deposition chamber is cold–like the rest of this poorly-terraformed world. I sit at a granite table with twelve other climate-defect attorneys from Earth. They are travel worn. Bethany’s hair strays in this inadequate gravity. Cameron is missing a jacket button. Tim’s eyes redden as he suppresses a yawn.
No More Broken Hearts - A Tale of Quantum Entanglement by Krista Lynn
A gift of love came to LillyAnne. It came wrapped in an envelope of time like a sweet Valentine left in a nearly forgotten mailbox. It would be perfect, all that she could ask for—until time ran out.
From the Writer's Craft
The Couple in Room 5-A by Krista Lynn
The woman loved her husband. All the nurses saw it. Of course they didn’t know that the woman who sat next to the elderly man in Room 5, Bed A, holding his hand and talking to him in sweet undertones of her love and recounting past idyllic days of their life together - wasn’t human.
November Elf by J.C. Conway
I paused between the office and the parking lot to appreciate the feel and smell of the glistening, rain-washed city. The towers of glass and marble, framed by now-cloudless skies, sparkled in the low afternoon sun. In that instant I was not an aging attorney forgetting deadlines, phone numbers and birthdays. I was a creature, alone and at one with a glorious all.
Flash Fiction from the Garden
"Flash fiction is like a bite of a strawberry that makes you feel like you got the whole pie." Krista Lynn
Sadie's Escape by Linda Lee Kane
There was no magic in my home, I live in pure hell so to keep myself sane I create the magic in my own mind, in the closet of my bedroom where I stayed.
In my world I created a magical kingdom where I was the beloved daughter of a handsome King and beautiful queen who loved me and took care of me.
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