Category: Fiction

  • A Story of Heat and Remembrance

    A Story of Heat and Remembrance

    The city was melting. Not literally, of course, but it felt that way as the heat shimmered off the pavement, distorting the horizon like a funhouse mirror. Even the pigeons looked miserable, their wings drooping as they huddled in the scant shade of wilting trees. I stood at the window, watching a world too hot…