The moon looked bigger than it usually did. Was it hurtling toward earth? Or perhaps it was earth that was doing the hurtling. I suppose...

She woke in a midday fluster, rolling over in bed like a door on a hinge. The light coming in from the window was dulled by the rain...

“A sixteen-year-old girl has escaped after ten months of captivity in a boarded-up room of her captor’s house,” the reporter said without...

He was coming again. She could hear the unusual rhythm of his footfalls approaching her bedroom door, his intention obvious. Her...