The Annual Garden Party was called such more out of tradition than anything else; there was no vegetation to be found, only green crystal ferns and porcelain roses. However, appearances and traditions had to be respected and kept up. It was commented on that the way the artificial sunlight ...

Even in the heart of the city, Rene is in the open places. His feet splash in streams, not gutters, and his ears feel the whistle of the wind and not the cry of sirens. Past the dumpsters and yakatori stands, Rene smells green grass and the air right before a storm. He can hear his brother's ...

Today, my arm itches like hell. Then again, lots of me itches. Everyone has an itch somewhere, but the scarring is never permanent. I'm working my new arm left and right trying to get the feel for it down while walking to my favorite breakfast place. Everyone I pass looks at me in the same way ...

The neon sign outside the dingy brown building said "Roxie's Travel Agency" and featured a woman in a fedora holding a white machine gun. Few people but Roxie, the owner, are old enough to get the reference. She's had a good deal in front of her that night, a couple of newlyweds right out of ...

Master Paranthany set the vase down delicately at the feet of Mr. Lurgess. Mr. Lurgess, for his part, rubbed his spongy hands together excitedly. Master Paranthany removed his velvet gloves and returned them to their pocket in his coat. "How did you--" Mr. Lurgess sputtered out. "How did ...

Mrs. Lansing slapped the back of Edward’s head. “What is this?” she asked, pointing at his computer pad. “It’s the site I built!” whined Edward, rubbing the back of his head. His teacher tapped her foot and folded her arms tightly to her chest. “That site looks like it was ...

Muddy came over to Chris’s studio apartment on Saturday afternoon. He came with his old guitar wearing his mismatched black thrift store clothes. Chris plugged his ears directly into his music system, and they both played, but since they couldn’t hear each other, it wasn’t much different ...

Churos went there alone, although he was surrounded by a scattered platoon of guards and officers all charged with the task of escorting the 5'8" teenager to court. When the doors to the court opened, it was clear that the media circus was in full swing. The smile that drew across his lips ...