“Laura, honey, are you sure this is the best idea?” The sigh at the end of my mother’s question echoes through the bare apartment.  Sure,...

You won't believe my story… our story. As I’m writing this I know I should have more to leave behind, I should have a videotape or some sort...

Ninty Eight passengers. That's how many people the small mainline train could take. It was cold that Wednesday when those ninety-eight strangers...

Boarding was always a mad house. People scrambling around under cheap fluorescent lights. Gate agents turned into cattle herders in a matter of...

The rain had a strange way of hitting that roof. Louder than necessary, and dripping in a few places. Leaking into the dimly lit living room with...

Ah yes, welcome friends welcome. I want to thank you all for visiting. This tale, this tale is the tale of a... morbid kind. Now before you go off...