The Camera on the Porch
I noticed the house because of the upstairs light. It was an old house across the road from where I was staying,…
The Storage Unit
I was staying at my uncle’s house for a few weeks while he was away, which wasn’t really a big deal because…
The Book on the Shelf
I worked at a small library in Oregon for about four years. It wasn’t a public library exactly. It was attached to…
The Voicemail Box
Chris worked overnight at a call center outside Phoenix. Tech support for an internet company. Mostly boring shifts. His coworker Diane played…
The Woman at the Back of the Library
I used to work evenings at a small library near Portland. It wasn’t a particularly old building, although people always assumed it…
The Woman Who Waited by the Window
I first noticed the woman on a Tuesday morning while walking to work. She was sitting beside the window of a small…
The Campfire at Miller’s Creek
The first time I heard about Miller’s Creek, I was working at a small hardware store just outside town. An older customer…
She Knew My Name
I was driving home from work one evening when I stopped at a gas station I’d never used before. It was raining…
Someone Keeps Calling
I started getting calls from a boy named Tommy sometime in February. The first one came while I was washing dishes after…
The Book That Was Returned Before It Was Borrowed
I started getting calls from a boy named Tommy sometime in February. The first one came while I was washing dishes after…