by jeff | Aug 13, 2019 | Tales From A Roundabout
Marci Emerald checked herself for ketchup stains on her Tupac t-shirt, then ordered her friend Bethany to take the picture. She gave a wry grin, held up her middle finger on both hands, and waited for Bethany to complete the task. Bethany returned the iPhone to Marci...
by jeff | Aug 6, 2019 | Tales From A Roundabout
Jake Renfroe opened the door of his new office. It was small and smelled like an attic, but it was his and he was determined to make the best of it. It was his first day in Indianapolis and his first on his new job. His boss was new as well, having started only the...
by jeff | Jul 30, 2019 | Tales From A Roundabout
When You See My Uvula Nicholas Kennedy beamed with pride as Mayor Teddy Wiggins cut the red ribbon signifying the re-opening of the roundabout at 126th and Gray Road. It had been closed for eight weeks while a concrete and steel nature scene was assembled inside the...
by jeff | Jul 19, 2019 | Free Fiction Fridays, Uncategorized
Nothing is On the House Sonny Kagan stepped into the crosswalk just as George Fillmore’s shiny white Buick SUV entered the roundabout. Sonny walked slowly, intentionally dragging his tattered lawn chair behind him. He liked the sound in made scraping across the...
by jeff | Jul 3, 2019 | Uncategorized
It’s Blow Stuff Up Eve. Some of you think it’s simply July 3rd today, but it’s really Blow Stuff Up Eve. It’s time to duck out of work early and prepare for a long weekend. It’s time to head to the fireworks store and fill up a...
