The complete story. Written by RF Wilson – Hi. Kathleen here. About that complete story – seems WordPress or the Rapid River website are not able to handle such a large piece. My apologies. To find all five parts navigate over to Short Story Authors from the Short Works drop downContinue Reading
Written by RF Wilson – Ice cubes swirled in the clear brown liquid. I lifted the glass, took a sip. I’d seen a lot in my day. Nothing shocked me anymore. Surprised, maybe. But no shock. Until Mildred Bloomingthal came into the saloon. First: No one would expect Mildred to enter,Continue Reading
Written by RF Wilson – Fair knew that the longer he waited for something to happen, the opportunity for his adversary to act recklessly increased. He pulled the small .38 pistol from his waist band and moved quietly toward the hidden room, stood to one side of the opening andContinue Reading
Written by RF Wilson – Detective Winston Fair was taken off of the investigation into the disappearance of Phyllis Rivers. While assigned to look into a series of robberies, he was called home by his stable manager, Johnny. He arrived to find one of his horses dead with a slit throat,Continue Reading
Written by RF Wilson – Detective Winston Fair is investigating the disappearance of Phyllis Rivers, a partner in the real estate firm of Nyswanger and Rivers. She was last seen leaving her office to show an old house in the northern reaches of the county. In the course of hisContinue Reading
Written by RF Wilson – Detective Winston Fair is investigating the disappearance of Phyllis Rivers, a partner in the real estate firm of Nyswanger and Rivers. She was last seen leaving her office to show an old house in the northern reaches of the county. In the course of his investigation,Continue Reading
Written by Michael Landolfi – (Mature Theme) – This piece was written to mimic the style Mary Shelley used in writing “Frankenstein.” You may recall the monster was quite articulate. I pray thee Master, cast off these constraints that I may sit upright and satisfy your questions. These bonds painContinue Reading
Written by RF Wilson – This is the first installment in a five part series. Part One. Thursday, 9:00 a.m. The storms which passed through the night before had left the morning air as clean and crisp as the detective’s white shirt. He had to maneuver among fallen tree limbs toContinue Reading
Written by RF Wilson – When the snow began to melt on the north side of the ridge that March, he knew he had to get busy. Although still covered with a two-foot deep blanket of white, he sensed the ground welling up under his feet. Soon the high meadowContinue Reading
