by J. A. Bouma | Jul 6, 2020 | Mill Creek Junction, Short Story
The Lord Works in Mysterious Ways A week ago I woke up to a world I hadn’t set eyes on since the day I was born. Well, perhaps that was stretching the truth of the matter a bit. The world had been turning end over end for all eighty-two years of my life, most of...
by J. A. Bouma | Jun 29, 2020 | Mill Creek Junction, Short Story
There Will Your Heart Be Also “Well, that blows…” I snapped the television off and sank into my leather couch, tossing the remote to the walnut hardwood floor with irritation, a ticking clock on the mantle above a marble fireplace filling the silence of my nice-size,...
by J. A. Bouma | Jun 22, 2020 | Mill Creek Junction, Short Story
Neither the Day nor the Hour The second my peepers snapped open I knew something was super sketch about the day. For one thing, it was blazing bright, the force of a thousand suns streaming around the lone shade pulled across my naked window. Which meant I overslept....
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