Witness at the Customs Shed
I was sixty-one years old, sitting on a folding chair in a colonial jail, and I was thinking about the time I almost took my shirt off for…
Dawn Harbor
Writing from USA, usually late at night with rye whiskey or strong espresso. Expect Exhibitionist & Voyeur with grown-up characters (30s), specific places, and the stranger on the road. Writing for fun and practice. Let me know which characters or settings you want more of. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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Stories by Dawn Harbor
Trapped in the dark
The rain came down like the sky had been saving up for it all summer, and honestly, we deserved it.
The Rope Bridge
The drizzle started when the bus dropped me off.
Last Look
We'd been married seven years and I still couldn't read a map, which is how we ended up at the wrong trailhead for forty minutes while…
The Driver's Seat
I'm fifty-two years old.
The Shadow Game
My name is Nicole, I'm thirty-two, and I've been with Tim for three years now.