by David W. Stoner | Nov 2, 2020 | Short Stories
The old gypsy stared into the smoke and flames of the campfire. “Every fire has its own story to tell,” Vano said. Through the smoke, Patrin squinted across at the old gypsy. “We all have our stories to tell, my friend,” Patrin said. “This is true,” Vano said. “But it...
by David W. Stoner | Jun 3, 2016 | determinism, fatalism, fortune tellers, free will, love
From underneath her wide-brimmed hat, Helen slid down her sunglasses to smile up at Zed, standing in the glare of sunlight on the patio of Doppler’s Bar and Grille. “May I join you?” he asked. She said nothing, but she nodded in the direction of an empty chair. He sat...
