Gloaming Gap

The horrors of small-town life

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Stephanie Linder

I Choose Bacon

After being herded through the tent flap, I stepped onto the hay covered dirt floor, my nose assaulted by the horrid mixture of smells of overly buttered and burnt popcorn, cotton candy and a menagerie of animal droppings. The circus… Continue Reading →

The Alpha Is In

“Tell me why you’re here.” Stephanie’s fingers traced the arm of the chair slowly as she thought about how to answer that. Why was she here? She sure as hell didn’t want to be. Everyone seemed to think there was… Continue Reading →

More Than She Can Chew

Flora fluttered down to the Linder house with a sigh. The once-brown paint was peeling off the windowsill where Flora landed. She peered through the grimy window of the small house, taking only a momentary pause to look at herself… Continue Reading →

Of Wolves and Men

Stephanie Linder led her boys through the woods that bordered Cottonwood Lane. A fat full moon hung low in the sky, barely visible through the dense foliage. The woods were dark and unfamiliar in the moonlight, nothing like the friendly… Continue Reading →

The Wolf Moon

“Margie, about ten minutes to sunset.” Eula finished her coffee, wiped her mouth neatly with a napkin, and picked up her jacket from the booth. “I’ll go pay and call Dr. Murton. You finish up.” Margie grumbled into her coffee… Continue Reading →

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