"JOHN, I JUST MET A ghost who's dying." I raised one eyebrow, waiting for the punchline from my favorite time-bender." No, it's not what you think. I haven't gone off the deep end. The government made him into something they call a ghost.” Figure if the government's involved, then it's going to be screwed up...But a ghost, dying?” Running out of juice, actually. Kept alive on some sort of weird life support that he won't fix to save himself.”...

Walking down the highway barefoot, feverish, and in only a nightgown. At least the storm had quit. Now if I could get my chattering teeth to stop, it would help, maybe. Up ahead, I see some stopped cars. Some have their lights on. Maybe I can get help. Too bad I can't travel any faster the way I am. That's odd. Nobody in them. Lights on, but no one at home. Except for a crying baby. And no one answers my calls either. No, I can't leave her alone....

She'd been waiting to kill me for a very long time. And run out of patience at last. So she pulled me to her across time and space. Just so she could end my life. Painfully. Violently. But first, she had to explain her reasoning. Because she had been thinking this through for a long time and someone should hear and applaud her reasoning. Crazy, yes. But as I was going to be dead soon, what did it matter if she wanted to tell me her story? Maybe...

He knew something he was listening/watching was poisoning and killing him. Slowly. Painfully. Sinking into a gradual depression and dying of apathy. He'd seen this happen to others. Suicide, drug overdose. All a permanent solution to a very temporary problem. Then she showed up. Not your typical haunting ghost or vindictive spirit. Different. In a good way. She'd come just to solve his mystery - the one he didn't know he had. It was a haunting...

It wasn't often a song stopped me dead in my tracks. All I could do was listen. And I was filled with feelings of peace and hope. So much I didn't want to move, just listen. Now there wasn't a tune, a melody, or words to that song. But I was transfixed. If I could have tapped my foot to keep time, I would. It was a catchy song, and filled my heart to overflowing with love and understanding. A siren's song. But not of lust and longing for carnal...

Two twin boys were born one stormy night, while flying through the Bermuda Triangle. One didn't belong to this universe, the other did. An easier entrance was made in Washington, D. C. Just a test appearance because this man wanted to find his own doppelganger. Somewhere in Congress. Around his finger was a thin dark ring with two stones on it - one red, and one blue. The ring was carved into the shape of a serpent eating its own tail. An ancient...

I felt like a ghost.I'd only met him once, but was drawn to him like a moth to flame.And didn't know why.It was this author I wanted to see, but I didn't know if he wanted to see me.He left me an autographed book of his, with his number.But then I lost that book before I could call.So I found he came to this diner often, a regular. It was where we first met. And It didn't take much to get his schedule from the waitress.So now, right time and right...

"Well, this is curious - I've only got papers to take one of you."My two latest deaths stood in front of me."The other is supposed to keep on living. But here you both are."Neither spoke to volunteer which was which."So, you both intend to keep on living, in spite of my orders to take one of you."Silence signaled assent."You know that no one has ever cheated Death. Just because you have some spirit-guides looking out for you doesn't mean I won't end...

The nightmares galloped roughshod through my dreamscapes. Every night, every nap.During my sleep-interrupted nights, they were waking my husband and even the children sometimes.Not that I could do a lot about them.That morning, I woke up alone in our bed.When I did sleep, it was always a hard one - nothing could wake me. His rising to work, and getting his own breakfast without me - that fueled my discontent.Dressing that morning, I saw the dark circles...

My true love got us trapped here with my own time machine. Not really her fault - or I hoped, anyway. You see, she's brilliant, powerful - and a shapeshifting cat who rules Ancient Egypt. That last part doesn't bother me, as long as she's human at least part of the time. Otherwise, royal consorts have some benefits, too. She brought me here with my own machine. And, then it disappeared. Stolen. And, now we're marooned. But, that doesn't matter....