He enjoys working by candlelight on evenings such as this one when there is a hush in the night except for the light rain pitter-pattering against the glass panes. These somber clouds, however, are sparse enough for the moon to peek through and cast a sof...
Stadtluft macht frei, the words of the older man reverberated through Abigail’s head as they had done countless times, but today they meant more. Stadtluft macht frei, according to the old man, it was a law from medieval Germany, where if a serf managed t...
It was the summer of 1683 when Jean Riel arrived in Lachine. His long journey from Limrik, Ireland to New France had finally concluded. The son of a French soldier and an innocent Irish maid he had stayed in Ireland after his father returned to France. He...
Tony felt happier than he had ever been. The song of the birds was sweeter. The touch of the wind made his senses come alive. The grass was greener. Even the girls were prettier, though seeing them only made him want Manjula more. They say that oral sex i...
Tony should have been on seventh heaven after that experience. But one thing nagged at him. “Why... why did you kiss my feet?” “I am parachi, you are karaiyar. For centuries my people have prostrated themselves before you.” “No! I don’t believe in the cas...
Manjula was so unaccountably cheerful at breakfast the next morning that Tony’s mother looked at her suspiciously. Tony feared he would get questions he didn’t want to answer, but Manjula smoothly diverted her by asking if she could take some Sri Lankan f...
The next day, when calling his parents, Tony decided to try talking in Tamil. “This weekend I am bringing someone home.” His mother was astonished. “What? You are speaking Tamil?” “Yes, I am speaking Tamil.” “How did you learn it? Who is coming?” “Her nam...
Tiffany’s bright, pretty face was animated. Her curly blonde hair wiggled as she told the story. The other girls leaned in, their curiosity aroused, eager to hear every dirty detail.“…so he really wanted me to give him a blowjob. I was like, all right, bu...
This is what her mother was worried about, Melinda thought as the Danish boy Arnoldus snapped pictures of her. She was still in her coat, with her hat and her colorful scarf, as she sat on the bed. Arnoldus was fascinated with her. He found her looking at...
Remembering her, as plainly as the days when we were two. The sun used to shine a little brighter in the skies above our town, the air breathed easier and the hours rolled smoother than I can recall today. Everything glows dimmer. Voices sound rushed, fle...
