A Little Help Next Door

Saturday morning was already hot when Jenna dragged the lawn mower out of the garage. Her grass had reached the point where it was less “lawn” and more “small wildlife habitat,” so she reluctantly accepted that yardwork could no longer be avoided. Halfway through mowing, she glanced at the house next door. Mr. Peterson’s lawn... Continue Reading →

The Ri: The Mermaid Mystery of Papua New Guinea

Far off the northeastern coast of Papua New Guinea lies New Ireland, a long, narrow island surrounded by warm tropical waters. For generations, people living along parts of its coastline told stories about a strange creature that moved through the shallows. It breathed air, surfaced only briefly, and disappeared beneath the water almost as quickly... Continue Reading →

The Kindness Jar

Every Wednesday afternoon, Walter made the same familiar walk to the little bakery at the end of his street. It had become something of a weekly tradition. He would push open the door, exchange a few friendly words with the cashier, and leave with exactly the same order every time: one loaf of bread and... Continue Reading →

The Self-Checkout Has Chosen Violence

I went to the grocery store for three things. Bread, bananas, and toothpaste. Three things. This should have taken approximately seven minutes, assuming I walked at a reasonable pace and successfully avoided making eye contact with anyone I knew. Forty-five minutes later, I was standing at the self-checkout with seventeen items. I don't know what... Continue Reading →

One Good Deed Leads to Another

It started with twenty dollars. Not a fortune. Not enough to change anyone’s life, or so Claire Morgan thought. She found the bill folded inside the pocket of an old winter coat she hadn’t worn since the year before. She was standing in the hallway, already late for work, when her fingers brushed against something... Continue Reading →

The Day Isabelle Tried to Be Productive

At 8:14 on Saturday morning, Isabelle woke up feeling ambitious. This was unusual. Normally, Saturday morning Isabelle believed strongly in remaining horizontal until her bladder presented a legally binding eviction notice. But on this particular morning, sunlight streamed through the curtains, birds were singing, and somewhere deep inside her brain, a deeply irritating voice whispered,... Continue Reading →

It Started With Three Tomatoes

Every morning on her way to work, Maggie passed the same little blue house at the end of Willow Street. It wasn't particularly remarkable, except for the small wooden table that had recently appeared beside the sidewalk. The first morning, there was a handwritten sign taped to it. “FREE — Please take what you need.”... Continue Reading →

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