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…
Mr. Eagle glided down and settled on top of Mr. Beaver’s den. “Beaver! You’ve chased off all my prey!” “As always, Eagle, your grasp of…
“Be nice,” Mrs. Beaver admonished, as she ducked under the water and into their lodge. The eagle settled on top of a dead tree protruding…
“Salem. Why are you out alone this late on Witch’s Night?” “That would be because I’m looking for trouble,” Salem said, with a smile, her…
PartnersbyR. Brian Campbell I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling. Motionless. Listening. No sound but my own breathing. I cautiously slid my toes…
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…
I blinked my eyes open. I must have fallen asleep at my desk. My vision cleared and I looked up at the ceiling. Wait a…
“King Roland wishes your presence immediately. You may accompany us now.” It was worth a try. “Very well,” I agreed, like I had a choice,…