The McPhersons hadn’t been expecting a delivery that morning, but their doorbell rang at 7:03 while they were eating breakfast. Blain left his bowl of oatmeal and trudged to the door, fully expecting to give a fake smile to some hapless postal worker or delivery person and sign for a package with as little chit … Read more

Delivery: A Short Story

delivery a short story

Davis ran as fast as he could, the small box tucked close under his arm. He ignored the fact that he was overheating. It had been stupid to wear a jacket. He didn’t even stop to wick the sweat away from his eyes. In this heat it would be back in seconds. And he didn’t … Read more

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