From The Archives – Diridon Station

(I first wrote this story three years ago while taking a class at Cabrillo College and posted it on my old blog.  This is a rewrite of that previous version.  It's a tale of love lost, then found again...sort of.) Andrew and his briefcase were pulled along by a mass of evening commuters moving through … Continue reading From The Archives – Diridon Station

Almaden

SANTA CLARA VALLEY - 1964 John struck a match, lit a cigarette, and looked out across the maintained rows of green leaved plum and apricot trees under the midday sun as he tossed the burnt match to the ground. He saw a construction crew in the distance on a recently cleared lot paving new streets … Continue reading Almaden

Vanishing Act

“Are you sure you can do this?” Linda asked. “It's going to be fine,” Roy assured. He opened up the camera case in his lap as he sat behind the steering wheel and pulled out an old Canon AE1. Its shoulder strap unfolded and hung downward. Linda looked out the passenger side car window and … Continue reading Vanishing Act

The Dealers

In observance of today's unofficial holiday (4/20), I'm posting a short story from my archives that shares its theme.  I first wrote The Dealers back in 2000, gave it a complete rewrite 10 years later, then published it on a previous blog in 2012.  Though the subject of today's holiday is a major theme in … Continue reading The Dealers

Guest Host

“Yes, that's great news!” Neil said happily. “Glad that you're back on the outside. I'll see you tonight, bye.” He hung up his cell phone and strolled into the break room at his workplace. Trevor was sitting at a table reading a magazine. “Good news, Trevor!” Neil announced. “Guess who's in town?” “Hope it's Barry,” … Continue reading Guest Host

The Hill

          Jason was enjoying a warm, summer day at the beach with his girlfriend and all their friends, then a pulsing buzz suddenly dissolved the image and pulled him out of sleep. His arm reached out and shut off his alarm clock. He groggily opened his eyes. The red digital numbers of the clock glowed … Continue reading The Hill