Storygram #48
A patch of dirt in the center of his entire cantaloupe patch looked as though it were bulging upward. He tiptoed over to it and brushed the dirt away…
Storygram #47
Their 50th wedding anniversary was celebrated that morning with many tears and memories. But it was evening, now. “Mary, I… I’m scared.”
Storygram #46
The watch on his wrist beeped. He didn’t hear it, but he felt the tiny speaker’s subtle vibration. It was giving him a five minute warning—not that it mattered.
Storygram #45
I don’t know why I do what it says, but I’m glad. As I duck, a yellow coolant pipe bursts, spraying liquid nitrogen onto one of her guards.