Short fiction by Stuart Greenbaum Whether the act was impulsive or thoughtless is neither here nor there. As far as Jennifer was concerned, either excuse was indefensible. She saw the whole thing and, in her mind, it was an unseemly…
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One night I awoke with a particularly random thought in my head. Halfheartedly, I reached for a notepad by my bedside, and scribbled “Recycle Rex.” To my surprise, the next morning the note actually made sense. Which led me to…
“Does she know what she’s having?” Mom asks. “Yes. A girl,” I say. “Ooh, that’s wonderful! All the other great-grandkids are boys,” she says with a big smile. “That’s right. Everyone is very excited,” I say. A few minutes pass….
Who hasn’t wished to go back in time? If only for a moment, you could strap yourself into the Wayback Machine and travel with Mr. Peabody and Sherman to a significant date in your past. So you could make a…
