Mystery GuestbyR. Brian Campbell Just. Keep. Putting. One. Foot. In. Front. Of. The. Other. Don’t. Stop. She was so cold, she could barely keep moving. …
“Storage shed five is empty.” “What do you mean, empty?” Alfie spun around on his stool, the puzzle forgotten. “Empty. Unfull. Vacant. Void. Hollow. An…
As the dust and soot settled, on absolutely everything, a small, soot-covered figure stumbled out of the fireplace. “He-cough, cough…Hel-cough, cough…Hello, I’m Alfie. Are you…
“Alfie. I could use your help.” Anything to put off trying to figure out why this silly robot won’t walk, Alfie thought. He set the…
“Hello.” John stepped inside, stamping his boots on the rubber mat as he closed the door. “I’m back. Carrie? Are you home, or am I…
“Alfie. Have you seen Santa?” Alfie looked up from the dump-truck he was assembling. Mrs. Claus was standing in the doorway of the workshop. “Sorry,…
I usually post this in December, but here we are on November 20th and I am already seeing “War on Christmas” posts, so I felt…