Ann Bevans

The weather gets to everybody eventually. The weather and the isolation. And the same five faces staring at you over your corn flakes every damn day. Winters in Antarctica are no joke. We get three hours of sunlight a day, and the temperature routinely dips below -40. Even though there…

Dennis leaned against the back wall of the restaurant, smoking a Camel and enjoying one of the last cool nights of spring. “The heat’s coming,” Javier had said, just before stepping inside to confront the mound of dirty dishes that had appeared, as if by magic, at his station. Now…

Hillix Hewitt braked hard along the third fairway – so hard that his passengers, including the lovely Miss Laura St. Clair, nearly fell out of the cart, and his entourage, which filled the two carts behind them, just missed crashing into one another. “It’s a crime,” he exclaimed, leaping out…

“Shut up. You never let me think.” The lion turned in his little cage, his mane caked with sawdust and straw. He was making a humming sound. Gary never thought a lion would make a sound like that. But there was a storm outside and they were both on edge…

I’ve known shy kids before, and Caroline was definitely shy, but the thing that really got my attention about her was that Caroline never ate lunch. It took me a few days to notice, because she always went through the lunch line and filled her tray with pizza and milk,…