THE OLD MAN’S CHRISTMAS TREE, PART II

THE OLD MAN’S CHRISTMAS TREE, PART II

THE OLD MAN’S CHRISTMAS TREE Part II The old man sat, enjoying the heat radiating out from the half-burned wood in his fireplace. It played hell to find real dry stuff in the summer because people in Wisconsin who sell it don’t ever cover it. Pond-dried it was called,...
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. ……..