Author: Karl — Fiction Writer

Part One — “Nobody Likes You” My son is thirteen years old and autistic. His name is Noah. He doesn’t talk much when he first meets people. He needs time. …

Part One — The Key in Arthur’s Desk Arthur and I had been married for sixty-two years when he died. Sixty-two years. Long enough that I believed there was almost …

Part One — The Teacher Who Lost Her Words “Don’t finish it for me.” Lorraine Beck’s voice came out slowly, each word separated by a painful little pause. Across the …

Part One — The Note Around Tammy’s Neck On my last day carrying mail, the only goodbye I got was tied around the neck of an orange cat named Tammy. …

Part One — The Woman Wearing Amy’s Jacket My sister vanished sixteen years ago. Then, at two o’clock on a Tuesday morning, I saw a stranger wearing her jacket. I …