Break From Reality. Daily.
This story is by Karen Kinley and was part of our 2020 Summer Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. You’re a freak. The words echoed in Ben’s mind as he sped down the highway. His oldest brother was never one to hold back. He had made his opinion of…
This story is by Karen Kinley and was part of our 2020 Summer Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. You’re a freak. The words echoed in Ben’s mind as he sped down the highway. His oldest brother was never one to hold back. He had made his opinion of…
The private dining room, despite its sophisticated walnut accents and warm tones, was both stifling and somber. A fitting place for this particular family dinner.
Sliding open the paneled screen, a waiter entered the small space and set a plate of edamame down on the white linen tablecloth. He then stood waiting at the end of the table, clasping his hands behind his back.
Dennis Martinson dismissed the waiter with a wave of his hand, then picked up a pod and munched. He was a man used to getting his way, and he regarded his son with irritation, not hiding the disdain in his voice. “So, Adam, tell me again why you’re planning to leave the business?”
