The Husband's Name
by Syed Rafay Ahmed
His face has the quality of a blurred photograph, yet she
remembers his rough hands. His rough, calloused hands on her soft body. She shudders
by Lauran Strait
She had been strong. Alone in this world, she had done all that was required of her. And she had done it well. But that was a lifetime ago. Now nothing mattered except this one last thing.