So let us tell you a story ...
• "Lineman" by Dale Nelson (see below)
• "The Madness of the King" by James D. Witmer on In Response
• "Unwanted" and "For Later" by Elizabeth Gaucher on Esse Diem
• "Making a List" by B. Nagel on B. Nagel
• "Dissolving the Partnership" by Tony Chavira on Minefield Wonderland
• "Familiar" and "Oracle" by Loren Eaton on I Saw Lightning Fall
• "Family Reunion" by Phil Wade on Brandywine Books
• "Wait of the World" by Paul Liadis on The Struggling Writer
• "Befana" by Joseph D'Agnese on Daggyland
• "It Was Christmas After All" by Craig Scott on CS Fantasy Reviews
• "Frost" by Simon Kewin on Spellmaking
• "Striver" by S.D. Smith at SDSmith.net
• "A Little Bit of Grandma" by Eric Douglas on Adventure with a Purpose
• "Fuel" by Josh Vogt on JRVogt.com
• "If Fates Allow" by Michael Morse on Rescuing Providence
• "The Dragon's Curse" by Lester D. Crawford on Lester D. Crawford Blog
• "Capsule Christmas" by Ollwen Jones (see below)
• "Silent Night" by Chestertonian Rambler on The Winding Road to Roundabout
• "Frosty" by Scott G.F. Bailey on Six Words for a Hat
By Dale Nelson
Lynn Decker started it.
He had a thing going with Norm Hewitt's wife. They were buddies -- would work the same electrical pole. Up there Norm must've said something. Suddenly out the corner of your eye Lynn's yelling that Norm hit the transformer, and another guy helps Lynn lower the dead body. Very suspicious.
One late winter afternoon Lynn sees Norm climbing after him. Terrified -- he panics, unbuckles, falls. Told what happened and died soon afterwards, said he wasn't ready for death.
George Cletis screamed "Lynn!" up there -- heart attack.
Matter of time before someone sees George climbing up below him ...
("Lineman" copyright 2012 by Dale Nelson; used by permission)
By Ollwen Jones
A younger, slightly idealized Valencia stared back at her from the porthole, a side-effect of the nanobots in her blood, keeping her alive. Nostalgic, yet strange.
Stars poked through her visage as the light behind her faded into the blackness of space. "Martin Luther never saw stars like that ..." Dazzling every time, no matter how long her stasis.
She sighed, frosting the cold glass, then wiped a sparkling Christmas tree in it with her fingers. "O Tannenbaum, O Tannenbaum," her voice rang softly about her tiny capsule as it drifted through the void, "How lovely are your branches ..."
("Capsule Christmas" copyright 2012 by Ollwen Jones; used by permission)