Category: Short Stories

“Well, you were wrong,” said the young man, “You know you were wrong.” His older companion shook his head.  “But People take it the wrong way.  Sure, that’s what I said, but, really, it was nothing.” “They heard you.  You should not have said that.” “Okay. Okay.  But, you know, People jump to conclusions.  They get offended for no good […]

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Porcelain A short story by Phil Cline   She climbed up on his lap, snuggling her little bottom right down on him, her arms around his neck, giggling “my big, big man, my big sweetie O.”   Sonisay is happy today.  A little flushed.  Happy and indulgent.  Again. Free with her kisses, her snuggles, her shy […]

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The Old Stone Bridge     It had not been a good morning.  As Nick approached the narrow, single lane, bridge, he slowed his pick-up and pulled to the side of the road.  He opened the door, slid off the seat, let his feet hit the ground and walked out onto the dirt shoulder of […]

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Intercession   Miles to the north another man was just arriving at the peak of the coastal mountain Range. He, like Jeff Davalos back at Dorn’s restaurant, also knew the identity of the man killed on Morro Rock. The victim was his brother.   The man was tired from the drive. He had been fast […]

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A Leaving   When he called, the investigator from the District Attorney’s office gave Wayne directions to a small private mortuary. He found it just off the coastal highway in San Simeon. The investigator met him in the parking lot and led him to a side door. The investigator stayed outside as Wayne walked into […]

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Bog Men   “Good place?”   “Sure. River right over there by the big rocks. Soft ground. You can bet it’s fertile too. Lots of worms and such.”   Lenny looked at the giant rocks. They rested half in the riverbed but still towered up over the running water. His partner watched his eyes examine […]

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This is a Short Story called Fighting Boys.  It is from a book of Short Stories I penned and which has the working title of “The Old Stone Bridge and Other Stories”  Enjoy -Phil Cline Fighting Boys   “He is just too rowdy, plays too hard, he could be violent.”   “He’s a boy,” the […]

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  “Well, Hospice it is.”   “No other way?”   “They’ve tried everything.”   “Maybe there’s a chance somewhere else. Mexico maybe? India? A procedure no one else has tried yet. There’s always a chance.”   “Not always.” The younger man knew he had no reason to be optimistic. He had already accepted the inevitable. […]

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