The Slow-Motion Divorce by Craig Loomis
When asked what room they wanted—seaside, garden view, “How about a view of the mountains? Very popular, the mountains.
My Best Man by John Mancini
I had the ring. All I had to do was stand there and put it on Deb’s finger. But when the day finally came, I knew I wasn’t ready.
A Lobster Walks Into a Laundromat by Jayne Martin
None of the women could recall when the lobster first appeared, his large claws clacking against the floor as he folded his laundry along with the rest of them.
Down at Al’s Pool Hall by Robert Garner McBrearty
I keep waiting for good news. But no one calls. No one knocks on the door. Maybe tomorrow.
Girls in Bars by Aimee Parkison
She’s Flor de Caña, simple syrup, and freshly squeezed limes. I’m American moonshine and RumChata.