Shelly Reuben 's Recent Stories

We were all together at a family gathering in Chicago: uncles, aunts, nieces, nephews, my mother, my Aunt Libby, and ..

If you are lucky enough to have a front porch where you can plop down on a chair after a ..

I have always admired men. When in my teens, I was attracted to – we’re talking classic movie stars from the ..

It is beyond my comprehension how, after many years of marriage, vast reservoirs of personal memories can gush forth when ..

One day after I had been investigating fires for about a year, I was standing outside a private residence in ..

If only Grover hadn’t been such a competent detective. If only we hadn’t gone to the Pomfreys’ house that first ..

I would not describe myself as a tough man. Left to my own devices I would rather grow cucumbers than ..

Although I’ve never felt like having an illicit love affair, stealing cars, or embezzling money, the temptation to sneak off ..

I am not sure why my mother’s geraniums popped into my head last night. But they did. Gigantic, blindingly red ..

Okay. Here is my arbitrary and capricious stab at literary analysis. It all started with a trip to my post ..

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