A Very Cold Night

A Very Cold Night

Jac FitzenzNo horizon. Earth and sky dissolve into one brittle cold, gray dome.Small man stands at the gate, stomps his feet, stares down the runway. No sign of the plane. Already thirty minutes late. Turning, he retreats quickly into the shelter of the terminal.No...
Home at Last

Home at Last

Dr. Jac FitzenzThe pub air is heavy with the odor of ale and spirits. There’s more smoke than oxygen. Yet, no one seems to worry about breathing as they tell stories, guzzle their drinks and burst into song. Eamon Delaney looks with rummy eyes over the rim of his...
Crash Landing

Crash Landing

You can’t imagine how large an aircraft carrier is until you stand next to it on the pier. This thousand foot long stretch of gray steel blots out everything. From the water line to the top of the masts is four hundred feet. 5,500 sailors and officers live aboard...
Missing

Missing

Dr. Jac Fitzenz“Mimosa, the elixir of the gods”, I proclaim holding my glass up to the sun and letting my robe slide down my arm.“It is good,” Joan replies with little enthusiasm.“Honey, what’s the matter? All weekend you’ve been distant. There’s something wrong. I...