Author: John McElhenney

Mary Moon A synthetic voice answered the phone, "Hello, this is Mary. You can speak in complete sentences and I will be able to respond via this app." "Um, hello. This…

Please, Let Me Go Home The bright beam of the Constable's patrol car was blinding me. Lights flashing. I pulled over to the side of the road. "Please turn down…

Curtain Call The club was packed and my fingers were finding the strings without losing my focus on piercing the audience. Confidence was coming back into my system like a…