Category: Short Story

Unpacking can always wait until after your favorite, most romantic song, has finished playing on the radio.

Introducing yourself to your new neighbor: Normal. Said neighbor telling you you’re moving into a murder house: not normal.

Moving in and unpacking all your possessions is hard enough. Doing so on an empty stomach is not to be tolerated.

A criminal who’s been backed into a corner is unpredictable and dangerous, so you’d better be prepared to protect yourself.

Just because your thieving neighbor knows you’re onto him doesn’t mean you’re in a true-crime podcast … yet.

When you end up covered in mud and cow dung, is there enough hot water in the world to make you ever feel clean again?

Wanting a shower after herding cattle is understandable, but why all the secrecy …?

The only thing more embarrassing than getting called out on your crush is said crush seeing you covered in mud and shit.

Who’s in control here? And why does the dog appear to feel both offended and pity for me in my sorry state?

Is Cordy an emotional support dog? Maybe. Maybe she just makes her owner happy and makes sure she gets regular fresh air and exercise.