THE PAPER TREE

THE PAPER TREE

The news came in waves that day and did not stop as night fell. Their parents were gone. The police had come and the drugs been found and the cuffs put on. Christine knew her parents would not be coming back for some time. They hadn’t been bad parents except when they...
Night Flight, an Arch Patton Adventure

Night Flight, an Arch Patton Adventure

NIGHT FLIGHT Short Story By James Strauss   The air above Africa is rarified. Volcanoes spew up from below to be reported for the first time by overflying airliners. Storms with horizontal lightening that will take any passengers breath away wedge in from all...
The Present, a Short Story

The Present, a Short Story

The child who was not a child, crouched with his back to the warm window. It was below zero in Wisconsin, but not in the deep window well. A mouse looked up at him, it’s puzzled stare demonstrating no understanding, but also no willingness to back down. The child smiled. ……..

Christmas Pueblo, Arch Patton Adventure

Christmas Pueblo, Arch Patton Adventure

Christmas Pueblo  An Arch Patton Adventure by James Strauss Arch Patton found himself inside the confines of the Pueblo of Santa Fe County jail, Christmas Eve, on some vague trumped-up barroom brawl charge. He was in the “drunk tank,” which is what they call the cells...
Alone in the Forest, a Short Story by James Strauss

Alone in the Forest, a Short Story by James Strauss

The hike was not a real challenge. Though it would’ve been impossible without his mom’s last gift; the special aluminum snowshoes. Thomas floated across the top of the pure white surface, even though his backpack weighed more than half as much as his own ninety pounds…….

Ralph, a Vietnam War Story

Ralph, a Vietnam War Story

The game was five-card stud. One card dealt face down, then four more, one at a time, face up. Betting between each deal of the cards. Military Pay Currency, not real money from home…..

This Itsy Bitsy Spider Spews Venom

This Itsy Bitsy Spider Spews Venom

They had left two days before.  Lynn’s job was to care for the house while everyone was gone.  It was an easy task, or series of tasks, unless something went wrong. That happened often after the Big Freeze The generator ran all by itself, fueled by two huge tanks of...
Sunday, Boy and Dolphin

Sunday, Boy and Dolphin

SUNDAY Short Story By J. Strauss The boy sat on the sand atop the low rocks, staring down into clear lapping water. He carefully lowered his small hand down until it was just beneath the surface. He waited. There it was again. A solid thrumming vibration. It lasted...

Herschel, a Short Story by James Strauss

HERSCHEL Short Story By J. Strauss The ground didn’t seem wet at all from six feet higher up.  But Tom wasn’t that high up from it anymore.  Instead, he was on it, moving slowly through the forest in short scrabbling bursts.  He rested the right side of...
FULLY FUNCTIONAL, Short Story by James Strauss

FULLY FUNCTIONAL, Short Story by James Strauss

FULLY FUNCTIONAL Short Story By J. Strauss   Lieutenant Howard never ran with lightening speed. He was more controlled, as befitting his rank of lieutenant and position of shift commander. He moved with a glow across the spectrum of his small town fiefdom out on...

Zack, a Short Story by James Strauss

ZACK Short Story By J. Strauss   Zack prepared himself for the confrontation. Winter had been hard.  So very hard. He hadn’t really been ready for that kind of cold. He’d thought he was ready, but it was the wind off that lake that nearly did him in.  He’d been...
Roughy, Arch Patton Adventure

Roughy, Arch Patton Adventure

ROUGHY Short Story By J. Strauss Holder didn’t engage the man because he had a kid with him, not that the son-of-a-bitch didn’t deserve to be properly encountered in spite of the child.  Coffee shops suck in Boston.  They aren’t the warm fuzzy places that dot...

Matchless, a Short Story by James Strauss

MATCHLESS Short Story By J. Strauss   The old bike wasn’t much, certainly nothing that any islander would buy.  Kam counseled with his dad about getting a new Harley, but the old man was no help.  “Sell the damn thing to one of those dumb Haole’s down at the...