The Regulars of Amanda Lexie Part 3: Olivia

J. J. Hanna © 2020 Five forty-five A.M. I was right on time. Of course, everyone else was perfectly punctual as well. And it seemed that all of us had 5:45 a.m. booked for our morning coffee. Well. I assume most of them got coffee. Me? I didn’t need the caffeine, and I’d stopped drinkingContinue reading “The Regulars of Amanda Lexie Part 3: Olivia”

The Regulars of Amanda Lexie Part 2: Adam

J. J. Hanna © 2020 I was tired. More and more, I realized I was always tired. I knew they’d tease me for it, but boy did I need that extra shot today. I pulled into the drive through lane and up to the speaker. “Good morning! How are you today, Adam?” I never knewContinue reading “The Regulars of Amanda Lexie Part 2: Adam”

The Regulars of Amanda Lexie Part 1: Lucielle

J. J. Hanna © 2020 I pulled into the drive through like I did every morning, sliding my hands up and down my soft pink steering wheel cover. I stopped in front of the speaker box and waited for one of my barista’s familiar voices. “Good morning! How are you today—is that Lucielle?” I smiled.Continue reading “The Regulars of Amanda Lexie Part 1: Lucielle”

Tales of Turedor: The Ruby Pendant (Part 1)

J. J. Hanna © 2020 Her feet pounded the cobblestones, her heart trying to leap out her body through her throat if not for the bone cage keeping it in place. She would stop, if she thought it was safe. But as she tightened her grip on the necklace in her hand, she knew sheContinue reading “Tales of Turedor: The Ruby Pendant (Part 1)”

Short Story: The Pembrook Siren

J. J. Hanna © 2020 I should have known it wouldn’t go the way I’d hoped it would when I saw her across the room. She looked like trouble in the best kind of way. Her hair was short and spiked with a splash of bright pink right in the front, and her studded leatherContinue reading “Short Story: The Pembrook Siren”

Short Story: Green Mountain

J. J. Hanna © 2018 9:07 PM Kelly: Hey, can you call me? I’m walking home and I’m drunk and I think someone’s following me Lou: I can’t call right now, but keep texting me Kelly: K… Kelly: He’s definitely following me Kelly: Should I call the police? Lou: You feel that threatened? Kelly: I’mContinue reading “Short Story: Green Mountain”

Short Story: The Crow’s Decoration

© 2018 J. J. Hanna “Take this.” He took the small contraption from his sister. The fluorescent light hanging from the ceiling reflected off its metal casing. “What is it?” he asked, flipping it over in his tiny hands. “Happy eleventh birthday, David,” she said with a wink, tucking a few stray strands of brownContinue reading “Short Story: The Crow’s Decoration”

Short Story: If a Tree Falls

© 2020, Jori Hanna She smiled at her computer screen, watching the black boxes of code scroll as her computer did its thing. “I’m in,” she said with a little chuckle to no one in particular. It was almost a little joke she had with herself. No one else was around, so she may asContinue reading “Short Story: If a Tree Falls”

Short Story: The Dreamsharer

© 2020, Jori Hanna “They call him the Dreamsharer. Which of you will be brave enough to step into the chamber with him?” Willing hands shoot up around me, people whose eyes are sunken into dark circles far enough that their faces more closely resemble skulls than skin. The announcer’s eyes land on me, andContinue reading “Short Story: The Dreamsharer”

Short Story: Live Another Day

© 2020, Jori Hanna “The silence is what gets to you out there,” Geof said, taking the bandanna from his face and dropping his backpack on the dirt floor of the bunker. Eight hours ago I had watched my next door neighbor’s hulking frame squeeze out the sliding door, leaving the rest of us inContinue reading “Short Story: Live Another Day”