A Thousand Nights Till Morning
by Will McIntosh
Shakia slid a thick folder across the table to Aiden while the rest of the colony leadership sat hollow-eyed and silent.
“What is this?”
No one answered.
Aiden flipped the folder open, wishing he could have a shot of scotch—or what passed for scotch on Mars Colony—before he read it. He knew it must be bad, but with two plagues currently tearing through Earth’s population, killing billions, he couldn’t imagine how things could get any worse.
He took a deep breath and leaned in toward the printout.
They weren’t direct communications—they were intercepted radio communications, both civilian and military. A buzzing numbness, like a full-body shot of Novocain, settled over Aiden as he flipped through the pages. READ MORE
No Placeholder for You, My Love
by Nick Wolven
Claire met him at a dinner party in New Orleans, and afterward, she had to remind herself this was true. Yes, that had been it, his very first appearance. It seemed incredible there had been anything so finite as a first time.
He was seated across from her, two chairs down, a gorgeous woman on either side. As usual, the subject had turned to food.
“But I’ve been to this house a dozen times,” one of the gorgeous women was saying. “I’ve been to dinner parties, dance parties, even family parties. And every time, they serve the wrong kind of cuisine.”
She had red hair, the color of the candlelight reflected off the varnished chairs. The house was an old house, full of old things, handmade textiles and walnut chiffoniers, oil paintings of nameless Civil War colonels.
“Is that a problem?” said the young man on Claire’s left. “Why should you care?” READ MORE