Short story

The ring

It never occurred to me to look under the bed. Actually, that was the second mistake I made. The first had to do with the keys.   But it all starts with the ring. The ring had been a family heirloom, last passed down by my grandmother to Rita, my wife. That was before we … Continue reading

Short story

Doggone!

It was a cold, cold day. He sat working at his desk at home, feet burrowed snugly into the fur of his wife’s dog. Taking a break, he watched the snowflakes drift to the ground outside and got up to make yet another cup of coffee. He remembered how she’d made such a fuss over … Continue reading