by jeffrey | Nov 13, 2022 | Fiction
Ringo picked up the kerosene lantern from the table and signaled Dimity and me to follow. He strode over to a storage vault in the dark interior regions of the barn, an area so cloaked in shadows that I had not noticed before. Rotting wood planks partitioned off a...
by jeffrey | Nov 6, 2022 | Fiction
First, a word about my darling girl because, well, I was fourteen and every moment swirling around in a maelstrom of hormones. The look of fear and the tears streaming down Dimity’s face momentarily brought about a seismic collapse of my basic motor skills. I was...
by jeffrey | Oct 29, 2022 | Fiction
Uncle Ringo stiffened but said nothing as the two men approached. When they came into our lamplight I saw that the taller one, his upper body approximating a rain barrel, was in a white button-down with the sleeves rolled up and somewhat comically sporting a black...
by jeffrey | Oct 23, 2022 | Fiction
The overcast sky brooded low over us and I had to lock my fingers together around Ringo’s chest to keep from flying off the back of the motorcycle. “Where’s the Lancia?” I shouted, but even if he could have heard me he seemed to be in no condition to answer. In...
by jeffrey | Oct 15, 2022 | Fiction
Most of us loved Uncle Ringo. He was the cool uncle if there ever was one. He’d lived in Venice for a couple of months last summer and brought back with him an Italian sports car—not at all legal on American streets—a Lancia D24 with the famous double wishbone...
by jeffrey | Oct 9, 2022 | Fiction
The next morning was overcast and cold. Soggy trees dripped as mournfully as the runny noses of chastened children. The storm had been brutal. The earth held a grudge against the sky. Only the grackles and turkey buzzards hopped around gleefully in the gloom. Black...
