A Matter of Time

As the day reached noon, Richard Wellman was very much lost. He thought that since he had come from the north, returning north would take him back to where he’d begun. After an hour he still didn’t see anything that he recognized. For days he’d been coming to the lake just south of the inn … More A Matter of Time

The Observers

 “Don’t dawdle Perkins. Quit playing with that young boy and come over her. Our subject is in view up there on the terrace. Do you see him?” “Just barely, Mr. Ahlnutt. Looks to me like he’s at least fifteen stories up.” “He’s on the eighteenth floor, as a matter of fact.” “Could we get a … More The Observers