Author Archives: Peter

The Last to Know

Marion turned slowly, hands in the air. The handgun Jack pointed at her was large, chromed, and gaudy, but even an ugly gun can kill. “You can’t know that I’m the last person who knows about you.” She kept her … Continue reading

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In the Word Mines

Another day in the word mines. She rolled a sheet into her typewriter and got to work. A few lines in, her words began to disappear, vanishing from the page in the order she’d written them, slow at first, then … Continue reading

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To Mean Freedom

Marion wheeled the last barrow-load of books, tapes, and other media into the shack. “Here you go,” she said. Jack sat on a wobbly chair nearby and stared. When he spoke he sounded haggard, though his face remained boyish and … Continue reading

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Through the Fevered Fog

His head felt under pressure, like he was deep underwater without a suit. No, like he was surrounded by balloons, which kept expanding into his space. His face tingled, felt pulled taut, stretched over his expanding skull. It was so … Continue reading

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Woman Pokes Holes in This Muffin Pan—When She Flips It Over, Her Brilliant Plan Is Revealed (Version Two)

Okay, so I flip the muffin tin over—it’s just an ordinary muffin tin, see?—and I flip it over like this. You watching?” The shadowed figure in the corner of the kitchen nodded, a minute incline of the head. “So now … Continue reading

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Woman Pokes Holes in This Muffin Pan—When She Flips It Over, Her Brilliant Plan Is Revealed

Okay, so I flip the muffin tin over—it’s just an ordinary muffin tin, see?—and I flip it over like this. You watching?” The shadowed figure in the corner of the kitchen nodded, a minute incline of the head. Marie hesitated, … Continue reading

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What Would You Do?

“What would you do,” Nicky asked her girlfriend, “if you could travel through time and space any way you wanted?” They sat together on the bus ride home, legs entangled and idly chatting. “Any way I wanted?” Cat pursed her … Continue reading

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Circle, Circle, Dot, Dot

“Circle, circle, dot, dot, now you have your cootie shot.” Susie finished the incantation and Zula rolled down her sleeve. She felt her arm where Susie had traced the symbol with her finger. “So, how does this work, anyway?” Susie … Continue reading

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A Golden Age of Freedom

“Is everything in position?” Battalion Commander Hazard asked the second in command. “Yes, Commander. We have our people standing ready in every level of the nation’s applied government. We are prepared to go active on your order.” Hazard turned and … Continue reading

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Look Out Behind You

“Look behind you,” shouted Felicity. “Look out behind you!” The person didn’t seem to notice. “Stop what you’re doing! Stop and turn around! Look behind you! Look out!” He looked over at Felicity. “What is that cat yowling about now?” … Continue reading

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