I’ve read stories about characters falling through time, but I’ve never known if anyone had actually experienced it before, at least not until it happened to me. You may, of course, choose to disbelieve me and even conclude I was hallucinating. Heck, I’m aware of the difficulties one faces just…

Tarquinii, Etruria: Circa 300 BCE The body of Lord Pulenus was barely cold when Vel, the ashen-haired tomb painter, arrived at the family home to discuss funeral arrangements. The widow had summoned him the instant her husband expired. A servant answered the door, and Vel was gobsmacked as the male…

It had rained steadily for more than ten days straight. Don’t know if it was a record. Probably not. All kinds of records had been shattered during the last decade. All the shit had hit the fan at once. “Honey, I’m stepping out for a few hours.” My partner, Candace,…

The apartment is remarkable in its orderliness but depressing in its utilitarianism, exactly as Katherine Doyle had imagined it. Well, at least those few times over the last fifteen years that she had bothered to think about where her father lived. The suit, her father’s only one, is easy enough…