Fiction Friday: Three Views of a Dentist

Three Views of a Dentist DJ MOORE “It’s ten minutes past. I guess we might as well get started,” Alice said, putting her phone back on the table. “But there’s only three of us,” Jerry complained. “Shouldn’t we just cancel?” Attendance for our writing group wasn’t so great, especially when it snowed, but this was the first time only three of us had come. All the writing groups I’d joined seemed to follow the same trajectory: lots of members at first, but after a while less and less people came…

From the Depths, Risen

From the Depths, Risen JASON NUGENT At 10:17 am, as Mrs. Joiner’s high pitched, off-key voice rose above the rest of the choir singing “It Came Upon A Midnight Clear,” a tower of flame burst through the Third Avenue Baptist Church, and disappeared as suddenly as it had come. The choir director Dr. Sorbane was killed instantly, the eruption opening directly beneath his feet filling the church with the scent of charred flesh and burnt hair. Flames shot high in the choir loft as a column of pure fiery destruction…

Tell No Man

Tell No Man T. J. TRANCHELL Elder Blain Griffen held the small, plastic vial of oil between his fingers, ready to twist the lid off and drip the contents onto the head of the young Chilean mother sitting before him. Elder Rey Montoya, Griffen’s junior companion, stood still, waiting for Griffen to pour the oil before placing his hands on the mother’s head. “¿Hermana Molina, estás lista?” Elder Griffen said. After more than a year in the mission field, the Spanish language came quickly to Griffen, just as it would…