The Auctioneer and the Engineer
So here's how my night started, and I'll tell it straight because there's no point lying to you people.
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So here's how my night started, and I'll tell it straight because there's no point lying to you people.
My name is Claude, I'm sixty-four years old, and I've been running the pharmacy on Harbor Street for eleven years now.
The rules were typed up on a napkin.
The absurd part wasn't that I was trapped overnight in a disused oil palm press at the edge of Kanas Lake.
I've been going to storage auctions for six years now.
I unlocked the control room door at six forty-five.
The ferry from Helsinki to the lakeside town takes four hours, and I spend all of it staring at the water and thinking about nothing.
I landed in Keflavik on a Tuesday in November, fifty-five years old and wearing the same insulated jacket I wear for feeding cattle back…
We boarded the Sunrise Voyager at four in the afternoon, both of us sunburned already from the taxi line, and I want to note up front that…
Bree Parsons got to the dock fifteen minutes early, which was unusual for her, but the bus had been empty and the evening was one of those…
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.
The parking lot of St.
Liv Bowman pulled her pickup into the gravel lot behind the annex at 6:40, twenty minutes early like always.
I'm Maria Barnett, forty-four years old, and I run a canoe livery on the Biesbosch with my dad.
So here's how the weirdest and best Wednesday of my life got started, and I want you to know up front that I am fifty-two years old, my…
The knock comes at 5:45 in the morning and I know it's him before I open the door.
I want to start by saying that I'm twenty-four years old, I edit other people's manuscripts for a living, and I have been having sex with…
Vic and I had been together two years when the dry spell hit, and it didn't hit like a storm.
Sonia figured out pretty quick that holding the sign for "grace" was harder than holding a paddle.
The call came in on a Tuesday, which is how these things always seem to happen, on the worst possible day.
Midnight Stage, Pearl Gallery, The Ochre Novel, Cypress Watch
Warm and nostalgic stories, from quick reads to long series.
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Most warm and nostalgic stories take 14 to 24 minutes, and the average is 19. Sort by shortest to start small, or follow a series to get each part as it lands.