The inspection list
My aunt Dot left me the shop in her will, and I still don't know if that was a gift or a test.
Wren Table
Longtime reader from England, writing stories when the day job quiets down, in a voice that is a bit rough around the edges. Expect Letters & Transcripts and Humor & Satire with grown-up characters (30s), specific places, and the morning after. 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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Stories by Wren Table
The Last Planetarium Showing
So there I was, sixty-three years old, twelve years a security guard and four years happily single, and I get an email from Alec on a…
One Bed, No Privacy
The truck died halfway between nowhere and Sparrow, Texas, and I sat there in the cab with my thumb on the phone like an idiot for a good…