Matthew Cherry
Watchfires
by Matthew Cherry He peeled back the blinds and thought about all the movies and TV shows he’d ever seen in which someone peeled back the blinds only to be spotted by the bad guys and shot thirty-eight times from the deeply-tinted window of a Lincoln Towncar. The street outside spoke in whispers and [...]
1Feb2012 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedUnwound
By Matthew Cherry The beer was good, although it was cold. Mr. D knew they both preferred it warm: hot, in fact. It was Guinness, and though D’s personal experiences with the Irish, especially during the 20th century, had not been pleasant, he had to admit that they produced a fine beer. “How much [...]
1Feb2012 | admin | 1 comment | ContinuedLow Ground
By Matthew Cherry A bright bead of fire lanced into the noon sky. Neither of them saw it; Miller was chasing sleep with his cover tilted low over his eyes and Winters was face-down in a George R.R. Martin paperback. When the sound came, low barrel thunder, Winters looked up and saw the chalky contrail [...]
16Jan2012 | admin | 1 comment | Continued