Impishness

“Are you Liz?” I looked up from undoing my velcro shoes and stood up straight. “I am, uh-” “Emily, I’m Emily Crum.” “Hi,” I said, scanning my brain and trying to figure out if I knew the woman and if so from where and when. “I thought I recognized your picture from the blog. I …

Overnights

“Can you come down here for a minute?” The man called from the bottom of the basement stairs. “There’s something I want to show you.” I groaned as I got up from the desk in my office. “Sure!” I called back as I crossed the foyer to the basement door. “But I don’t think I …