Stories from
January, 2011

When her husband died, she found three words written in his notebook, over and over. Three words he hadn’t said to her in years.

Jamie Rosen writes, even when trying not to.

Santa smiled at the little boy and gave him a present with his very own hands. The boy held it and said, “When does the happiness start?”

Laura DeHaan doesn’t much like Christmas.

“Here’s an old memory.” She put the radio to the boy’s ear so he could listen to the static. “That’s what rain sounded like,” she whispered.

Dennis Y. Ginoza is working towards his MFA in Writing at Pacific University.