Where Horror Movies Begin

dollKatie Burke sat still, her husband’s hands covering her eyes as he stood behind her.

“Surprise!”

Sean’s hands now rested on Katie’s shoulders and he gave them a gentle squeeze as she scanned the computer monitor in front of her. She saw an image of horses idling behind a fence. A big red barn. Bright orange and red leaves fluttering toward the ground.

“You got me a horse?”

Sean laughed. “Um, afraid not. Did you want a horse?” Continue reading

The Morning Commute

 Wanderer, Jess thought, picking up her pace.

Since she started walking to work, she’d realized that most people she encountered in the early morning hours fit easily into one of six categories. The Wanderers were by far the most unsettling. She glanced behind her and saw no trace of the stocky man wearing the Council Rock Field Hockey sweatshirt. She unclenched her fists subconsciously, no longer facing immediate threat.Do guys even play field hockey? she wondered. Continue reading

Feminism

Walk at nightShe pulled her hooded windbreaker tighter to her body and tightened the hood to protect her face from the wind. It wouldn’t be long before winter overtook the city, snow flattening the faded yellow leaves.

She walked at a quick pace, checking her watch. She cherished this time in the city; the early morning quiet before the chaos. She moved forward silently counting the rhythm of her steps, one, two, three, four, five. The street lights gleamed in the darkness, casting her long and slanted shadow. Continue reading