Monthly Archives: April 2017

Fly in the Machine

Norton held the tiny surveillance drone in his hand. “Can you believe it?” he complained. “Director Fuchs is halting this project.” “Unbelievable,” sympathized Gordon. “It looks exactly like a fly. It’s got infrared, CO2 detectors, wireless comms, onboard expert systems, … Continue reading

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The Probability Engine

Mayor of Chicago, Rupert Johnson was furious. He shouted at his Chief of Staff, Marion Caldwell. “This is a disaster! ” “But sir,” said Marion. “You wanted innovative ideas.” “But not this!” The native Chicagoan loved his city. The horrific … Continue reading

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The Heavenly Encounter

Jenny joined her grandfather on the bench beside the gravestone. “Here’s your lunch, Grandpa,” she said. “Thanks!” He accepted the sandwich. “I’m famished.” “You know, Grandpa. Ghosts don’t get hungry.” Grandpa patted her knee condescendingly. “You’re sweet, pumpkin.” She left … Continue reading

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The Great Idea

Molly and Mandy were identical twins. Everyone thought so anyway. You see, both of them were invisible. H.G. Wells’ invisible man could put on clothes and be seen. With M&M, anything touching their skin turned invisible too, including their clothes. … Continue reading

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The Taxman Ceramic-eth

Cody the bartender placed the home brew before IRS investigator, Greg Harkness. The mug was beautifully wrought in blue and white Chinese porcelain. Greg never expected something like that in the little town of Collins, Louisiana. “Wow, Cody!” he exclaimed, … Continue reading

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The Rules of Devouring

Marion’s house in New York was tiny, and her yard was smaller. Nevertheless, she insisted on a lush garden. She mounted brackets on the wall to place more pots. She even mounted pots up the trunk of her cherry blossom … Continue reading

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On Time

“You’re late, Miss Beauregard!” spat Mr. Chumworthy. “Only one minute, sir!” “Late is late.” Beauregard hadn’t advanced beyond Junior Librarian in six years. The curvaceous and slothful Miss Buxley achieved Senior Librarian in only six months! Luckily, Beauregard had her … Continue reading

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