The Fox and the Dream Pyramid
Finn was a small orange fox with the fluffiest tail in the jungle and the biggest dreams anyone had ever seen. While other foxes chased butterflies, Finn chased adventure. Every e...
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Finn was a small orange fox with the fluffiest tail in the jungle and the biggest dreams anyone had ever seen. While other foxes chased butterflies, Finn chased adventure. Every e...
The cable was always the problem. That's what Marcus told himself, hanging by one hand from the utility pole, rain slicking his safety glasses, the black coaxial heavy and defiant ...
The lake was still glass when I waded in, my old dog Lucy trailing at my heels. She wouldn't swim—hadn't since the arthritis settled in her hips last winter—but she'd stand at the ...
Elena lay in the dark, the blue light of the cable modem flickering like a dying star beside their bed. Three years married to David, and she still couldn't parse him. He was a sph...
Benny Bear loved swimming in Crystal Lake more than anything. Every morning, he would splash and dive, pretending the water was a magical kingdom hidden beneath the waves. One sun...
Sarah smoothed her blazer in the restroom mirror, vanity lighting catching the dark green leaf lodged between her front teeth. Spinach, of course. The universal enemy of the work f...
Barnaby was a small brown bear with very big paws and an even bigger curiosity. One sunny morning, while exploring the Enchanted Forest, he discovered something strange poking out ...
Elena stared at her reflection in the bathroom mirror at 2 AM, running her fingers through graying hair. Another birthday approaching, another year in the same corporate pyramid wh...
Margaret, seventy-six and widowed these past three years, sat on her porch watching young Emma, seven years old and full of mischief, tiptoe through the garden with the family's go...
Rusty the fox loved to play baseball in the golden meadow behind his house. Every evening at sunset, he'd bat his favorite baseball high into the sky, watching it catch the last ra...
The goldfish had been dead for three days before Elias finally noticed. It floated belly-up in the bowl on his desk, a tiny orange martyr to his inattention, while he'd been too bu...
Lily found the hat in her grandmother's attic, tucked inside an old wooden chest. It was purple with silver stars that twinkled like real ones in the night sky. When she placed it ...