Last night, I thought, “I’ll never get a story out of these prompts. I’ll have to grab something else in the morning.” But I was wrong. Snickers by Marian Allen Jon stumbled on tree root. Anthony put out a hand to steady him, but Jon…

Ah, the life of a writer! If you get mad at somebody, you can kill that person. And you can repeat that pleasure as often as you like.   COURTING DISASTER by Marian Allen As I leave the courthouse, I hear my freshly ex snarl…