“If you fold one thousand paper cranes, the gods will grant you a wish,” Martin reminded himself.
Witness the stunning conclusion of the best game of the season between the Corn and the Beers.
Frank pulled the lever to put the harvester in park, so he could hop down and talk to Lenny. He was drinking from his flask.
The lights from the gas station’s canopy reached out 20 yards before succumbing to darkness. The only other light was the buzzing neon sign that said “open.”
Across the years, I must have appeared to her as a timeless caretaker unchanged. She thought I didn’t age and I was always tall.
The TV said it wasn’t safe outside anymore. We haven’t opened the door since the flash. That was months ago.