The story reaches its conclusion as the two boys venture onto an unnatural battlefield, trapped in a single moment of time. *** Here in Cloverbow Field, even the starlight had frozen into countless silver drops. As Ben and Curtis navigated across the barren meadow — between whorls of barbed wire, trenches, and the craters of … Continue reading Short Story: The Glancing Hour, Part Three →

Today I offer the second installment of my three-part short story. Check back on Saturday for the harrowing conclusion! *** Ben and Curtis followed the road to a river, only to find its old wooden bridge had vanished. Befuddled, they scoured the muddy riverbank, but not so much as a plank or nail remained. The … Continue reading Short Story: The Glancing Hour, Part Two →