Gloaming Gap

The horrors of small-town life

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Borrowed

Tamara stood on the sidewalk staring at the building in front of her. She had lived in the ‘Gap all her life, and she had never seen it before. You would think a person wouldn’t miss a castle. And that’s… Continue Reading →

Curses

Good afternoon, Gloaming Gap Emporium. Betsy speaking. How may I help you? I’m sorry. There seems to be some interference on the line; could you repeat that? Perhaps there is a problem with the phone lines.

The Interview

Can I help you? Oh, Mr. Parsons, from the newspaper, is it? Yes, I have you on the schedule to speak to the mayor at 3:00. You’re quite a bit early; if you’d like to take a seat, the mayor’s… Continue Reading →

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