Pedestal
Hand in hand we haunt the museum, visiting Manet, Degas, Gauguin; wandering from paintings to sculpture; giggling like embarrassed adolescents at the nudes…
Escape!
The ring hung in the air for what seemed like minutes, spinning in an arc just over the cat burglar’s head. She watched it float and rotate and shifted her…
Battle of the Sexes
“You’ve returned?” Gerard asked without turning around. “I was curious what you were looking for,” the cat burglar said. “You said something about ‘richer…
A Gentleman's Game
“Now that is a woman,” Gerard commented under his breath as he stepped into the Egyptian artifacts room of the museum. The klaxon of the security alarms was…
Gaining Entry
She was nothing more than a shadow on the museum walls. She was a quick-moving creature built of air and mist, darting in and out amongst the assorted…
The Emerald Cat Burglar
She was perspiring. Heavily. Great slick beads of sweat that slid down the subtle curves of her face and neck. This wasn’t like her at all. It was distracting…
A Dislike of Trees
David was excited - they’d never been to the Tree Museum before. They’d spent the morning playing at the park - swinging on the ropes and frames, the dust on…
Rose Garden Part III
The students could smell the turkey as they walked down the hallway. As they made their way to the dinning room, they saw a enormous dining room table filled…
The Terror
On the wall there hung a man. What was left of a man. His arms were almost encased in the wall itself, his head hung down onto his chest, eyes, if they could…