Flash Fiction by Ferdi Wheeler Jack Weir is not in jail, or dead. He hides in the moonlight in my garden, of that I am sure. I can discern his figure where he stands pressed against the trunk of the pine tree. I am looking through a slit in the curtains in my sitting room.Continue reading “Possessed”
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The Swine Hunt
Crime Fiction By Pamela Ebel “Jan, where the hell are you? It’s almost sunrise and I need to get to Bayou Pointe by 6:00. I want to see where the boars are bedding down for the day. Where’s my breakfast?’ Her husband Tony’s angry shout reached down the hallway of the small apartment to Jan’sContinue reading “The Swine Hunt”