short story – Graveside Books

The grave-robbing began with Gwen Menken’s great grandfather. News of it rippled through our small town faster than the bakery runs out of cookies at recess. They locked the cemetery gates but half the town still gathered around, climbing up the stone walls to peek at the upturned earth. People looked at Gwen’s family with [...]

short story – a castle near Nowhere

Eachann and Moire have never liked each other. I’m their peacemaker, but sometimes it’s hard to reason with ghosts. Of course, babysitting the dead was not in the job description when I applied for a position in the castle. I’ll bet you’ve once heard someone say ‘I live in the middle of nowhere!’ Well, I [...]