A Heavy Find
I didn't plan on going into Marty's Taxidermy & Rare Books.
Stories in Fetish tagged warm and nostalgic, ranked by how many readers finish them. Reads run 13 to 19 minutes. Writers to know: Pearl Gallery, Cobalt Ticket and Rose Alibi. Readers usually start with “A Heavy Find” and “The Pickle Works Uniform”. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
I didn't plan on going into Marty's Taxidermy & Rare Books.
My name is Kerri Malone, I am sixty-two years old, and I have worked at the Brine Hollow pickle processing plant for thirty-six years.
Okay, so let me set the scene, because you need the scene to understand how a man ends up with his hand in his supervisor's hair on a…
I missed the train by four minutes.
I told myself I was going for the art.
The tasting tent at the Millhouse Inn was packed by eleven.
Claire had been a flight attendant for twenty-two years, and in all that time she had never once gotten on the wrong shuttle, until the…
Bea was sixty-three years old, and she had driven forty minutes out of her way on a Tuesday evening because a scruffy brown dog had…
My locker sticks again.
Gina was thirty-three years old and she had forty-one days left in the city, and she knew that number because she'd been counting since…
The email came on a Tuesday and it had the word "synergy" in the first sentence, which is never a good sign.
Lena here, thirty-two, pastry chef, and this is the story of the weekend I stopped pretending I didn't want what I wanted.
Robyn was twenty-eight, though she'd been telling people she was thirty just to see if it landed differently.
Georgia was thirty-four and one week single, which she figured was about two weeks before anyone was allowed to make jokes about it.
I'd been on that fetish forum for five years.
Two years I'd been renting the same navy uniform from Lucille's shop.
Lizzy was thirty-two and she'd been in town exactly eleven days.
I'm forty-two years old and I've been a paramedic for sixteen years.