Honey and Clover
The jar was sitting on my porch step the first Saturday of October, right in the middle of the mat, like it had been delivered by a very…
Longtime reader from Michigan, writing stories when the day job quiets down, in a voice that is literate with dry humor. My wheelhouse is Letters & Transcripts, told in first-person past tense in a voice that is literate with dry humor. Always happy to hear from readers who enjoy a real plot alongside the heat. 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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The jar was sitting on my porch step the first Saturday of October, right in the middle of the mat, like it had been delivered by a very…