Friday, August 27, 2010

Stories 19, 20, and 21

Story 19:
"What ARE they?"
"The question is, what are WE?"

Story 20:
Only about a week or so had passed before Dale made the horrible discovery: every day was Tuesday in Plainview, New Vermont. And he could never escape it.

Story 21:
He told her to wear green shoes to the hoedown. She did.

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Stories 17 and 18

Story 17:
The ship came. Then it left.

Story 18 (The Veteran's Confession):
I started the war. I won't say which side I was on--Union, Confederate; it doesn't matter. I was in love at the time, with someone, and had gotten no sleep the night before. Maybe that was why I pulled the trigger and fired that first shot. Or maybe I was just plain terrified.

Monday, August 9, 2010

Stories 15 and 16

Story 15:
"Shall we?"
"...OK."
Then they bit into the chocolate cake together.

Story 16:
He stared at himself in horror. He had just become the Fifth Wheel.

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Stories 13 and 14

Story 13:
"It's a bird!"
"It's a plane!"
Splat.
"Poor bird!"

Story 14:
They were alone together, accidentally stranded on a tropical desert island. They had brought nothing with them, and there was no chance of their being rescued or discovered any time soon. They loved it.