The Dawn Party

The Dawn Party

“And you say this is noble, Germaine?” asked the guest. Count Germaine Edderington the Fourth, and last, scratched at his pale cheek. “Noble, well, er, it depends on your perspective, doesn’t it?” “Do go on.” Germaine swallowed and took a moment to take in the...
The Professor’s Assistant

The Professor’s Assistant

The old man looked great. He was flying across the floor, spurting out chemistry theory like it was music. Professor Millard seemed to go through phases like that. Last month he had looked like he was about to die. He had been pale and his hair was wispy and limp. But...
Garbage Day

Garbage Day

It’s running for eight now. I have to be at work by 8:30. And there’s still that thing that needs doing. But the bed is warm and that thing is something I don’t want to do. I have to. I know it. I only want to deny it for a little while longer. I...