The room was uncomfortably hot today, or maybe it was the thick cotton of Mildred’s stuffy old dress. Either way, she was tempted to cut...

It was a clear autumn’s evening when the old man first crept into the bedroom where Hank and his wife Debby slept. The old man pulled...

Editor's Choice Sherry Stills sat alone at her table, poking the ice in her glass, ignoring the vibration of her phone, and scanning the...