Wood For The Trees

Daniela glared at the machinery. “Shut it down Ted.” “It’s over?” “That’s science, sometimes right, sometimes wrong. Shame it took thirty-nine years.” “What now?” “Scrap the lot.”   Empty freeway, Chicago’s lights fading behind. Four billion people will never know I’ve tried. She turned the radio up, headlights swaying with Benny Goodman. I need a … Continue reading Wood For The Trees


“A thousand bucks.” Dave knows his marks. Ratface doesn’t flinch. “Cash?” “Always.” “Done deal. How long?” “Two hours.” Dave turns to me as ratface walks away. “Go get started, I’ll back the truck up.”   I do a quick inventory, the bedsit isn’t big but it's worth more. So much for respecting the elderly. A … Continue reading Recall