Oat Wreath Arrangement
I got to the ropeway waiting hall a little before five, carrying a timber receipt in one pocket and a memo pad in the other.
Reed Chaser
Longtime reader from Florida, writing stories when the day job quiets down, in a voice that is plain and direct. I mostly write in Erotic Couplings, especially stories built around mistaken identity and people who work as instructors or similar real-world trades. 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 Reed Chaser
The Accordion Wake
I'm Douglas Sanders, thirty-seven years old, and I plan events for a living.
What She Said
Nobody tells you the worst part of getting out is the quiet.
Wrong Bar Right Time
I walked into The Rusty Spur at seven forty on a Friday night and I knew before the door closed behind me that something was off.
Keyholder's Gratitude
I do a lot of house calls on Sundays.
The Last Box in Unit 14
I'm Denise Cameron, I'm forty-three years old, and that Saturday I was parked outside Storage King with a trunk full of my ex-husband's…