The Fuller Cup

The two cafes faced each other like wild west gunslingers: The Fuller Cup and Starbucks. Scarcely twenty paces from one another, the cafes occupied space on a side street just off the main square of Winchester—a quaint, affluent town less than ten miles from Boston. The tiny downtown section unspools in a series of rotaries… Read More The Fuller Cup

Hawk & Crow

The hawk swung itself around in a series of long, lazy loops in the sky. His pace seemed leisurely; he cruised over the lake content to wait out a surfacing fish. Why should he do all the work? Every few minutes he sounded a strange bleat, which is what drew my attention upward. The call… Read More Hawk & Crow