The Last Edit
The flight into Cleveland was twenty minutes late, which I should have known right there was the start of something, because my whole year…
The Fern Phantom
30s forty-something writer who prefers grown-up leads based in Castelmezzano, Basilicata, Italy. Expect Mature and Interracial Love with grown-up characters (30s), specific places, and workplace. I read every comment even when I am slow to reply. Hope you find something here worth bookmarking. 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 The Fern Phantom
The Cartographer’s Trade
The gallery was one of those converted bank buildings downtown, all marble and tall windows, and I only went because the archive society…
The Spite Spread
The parking lot at Willow Creek Farmers Market was already half full by seven in the morning, and I was already sweating through my blouse…