Summer was here. That only meant one thing for the Harrison household. “Kids, pack your clothes by tonight. We have to leave tomorrow afternoon,” Mrs. Harrison yelled out from her room. Just as it was a tradition for the family to go on a cruise every summer, it was a…

I always had a soft corner for Nickelville. Maybe it was the elves or my vanity with the name. It was my last stop before a jolly ride back home and Nickelville’s beauty on Christmas Eve hypnotized me. There’s a coffee shop on the town’s outskirts that I have grown…

“Why did I find this in my office?” Helen stormed into a quaint work area enclosed by wooden walls. The man seated behind the desk looked equally as furious. “I thought the counseling was going well,” the man replied. “Don’t you trust me enough to know I’d never do that…

The picture of the little boy on the wall seemed to stare at me as I walked down the stairs. Every morning, I saw my brother that I never knew. It was a Wednesday, which meant I had to visit her today. I crept down to the dining table and…

“Oh, I’m sorry. I was looking for the washroom,” I said, pulling the door back. “Don’t worry, you can use the one here,” a hoarse voice responded. A chaotic room welcomed me. In sharp contrast to the rest of the dainty, well-kept house, this room was gloomy with one large…

Flash-Fiction — His mind went blank for a moment. He couldn’t make sense of the equation on the board, but it was his turn to answer. He thought for a second, and in a flash, everything made sense to him. “Forty-nine,” he said. A look of confusion came over the teacher’s face…

Flash-Fiction — I hadn’t seen that shirt in years. But there it was in all its glory on Mrs. O’Connor. The white-collar was still stained — just how I remember it. Everyone had just finished dinner. “Make sure you all wash your plates before heading upstairs. And don’t stay up too late…

Flash-Fiction — Do you ever wonder about how each person could have different perceptions of colors? What is yellow to me, maybe green to someone else. It seems absurd to think of the Sun being green. …

Flash-Fiction — I could see Sydney’s expression change when she realized it was time. It was her first-ever dance performance, and naturally, she was nervous. “You’ll be fine, Sydney. You’ll perform in front of people you know anyway,” I comforted her. The walk to our community’s auditorium takes five minutes, so we…