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December 09, 2018
Mystery Stories Wally Smith

Body of Evidence

Crime Scene Tours Ltd. had built their business, some would say, on the basis of appealing to people’s morbid curiosity for grisly acts of murder, and Liz and Colin Stevenson therefore had no qualms at all about conducting tours around the scenes of the most…
December 02, 2018
General Stories John L. Yelavich

Aesthetic Shock

Allie is delicate and gentle, waif-like in her presence. Her luminescent smile frames an image that seems so lighthearted. A sense of reality cannot disguise my enamored, whimsical feelings. I rhapsodize her essence in my affectionate mind excursions. She…
December 02, 2018
Fantasy Stories Vidal Martinez

The Purpose of Life

The front door slowly creaks open just as I reach to touch it with my cold, stiff hand. I stand still, hesitant, wanting to walk away, but finally I peek into the house, and through the darkness of the old Victorian home is a shadow of a flickering light from…
December 02, 2018
Fantasy Stories Pat Tyrer

It's All Relative

Before I get started talking about what I did, and why I did, what I did, I need to explain that Harold was no prize. He retired from John Deere because he couldn’t get along with the guy who worked next to him on the line. Not the supervisor, mind you, but…
December 02, 2018
Crime Stories J.D.Plummer

What Goes Around Comes Around

It was 12:45AM on a Tuesday. The old TV in the corner was playing some idiotic sitcom rerun. The ball game had gone into extra innings, but had basically ended a half hour before. There was a couple sitting at the table in the corner, having wandered in…
December 01, 2018
Crime Stories Nicholas Tomsko

Special Delivery

“BE THERE IN 5 MINUTES”...Tammy hit the SEND button and tossed the cell phone. It made a thud as it bounced off of the passenger seat. She hated the feeling of things in her pockets and never used a purse. Cruising the highway during a mild September…
December 01, 2018
Fantasy Stories Marie Anderson


After the meeting, Leo hurried back to his office and filled his briefcase and pockets with everything that mattered. His company mug brimmed with cold coffee. He poured the coffee over his PC’s keyboard, then threw the mug at a framed portrait mounted on the…
December 01, 2018
Romance Stories James Ross


‘Park here,’ Leo said, ‘We’re early and I’d like to sit in the sunshine for a while.’ Michael parked the car in one of the empty bays and went to purchase a ticket. When he got back to the car Leo was standing by the door grinning broadly. 'See!' he said.…
December 01, 2018
Mystery Stories Virginia Revel

The Shape I'm In

“Good morning, Mr. McCord.” “Good morning Dr. Porter,” I say, inclining my head slightly in his direction. His answering nod pays tribute to my quiet self-possession. I show him no hostility, but I do not pretend he is my friend. There will be no heartiness…
December 01, 2018
General Stories Jesse McKinnell

Hi, My Name is Mark

The drug store stretched out in front of Mark like a fun house, dizzying in its array of colors and textures and smells. Racks filled with Halloween candy, masks and plastic pumpkins sat in front, requiring shoppers to battle through their compulsions before…
December 01, 2018
General Stories Roger Ley


“It’s in here,” said Martin as he unlocked the door of the old, dilapidated wooden shed. “My dad lets me use this as a garage.” The shed was sited on the edge of the golf course that his father’s family owned. They went inside. It didn’t smell too bad, and it…
December 01, 2018
Science Fiction Stories Matt King

In Formation

Honking, the geese fly overhead in a giant V as the sky reddens in the late September dawn. Tralley watches them for a moment before continuing to unload the pickup truck outside the transmission tower high on the hill. Rucker fixating on his smartphone in…



Mario Ober, a forty five-year-old bachelor, hung up his white lab coat,  looked around his lab to make sure his important  projects were in a state of suspension, input the directions to his unit,  stepped on the transporter pad, pressed a button, and he was transported to his unit.. It was a two-room unit with kitchen facilities. In the living room there was a sofa, a chair, and an entertainment-communication monitor that measured six-feet by six-feet. Because of toxic air, there were no windows.  However, a giant air purifier, that he invented, was housed in a twenty-five-story structure and worked constantly to bring clean air to the inhabitants of the community.

Mario had everything a valued member of the community could want…everything except the love of a woman that, to him, was more important than all the material things that were given to him as tributes to his genius.  He was lonely.  ¬His friends and colleagues had arranged dates for him, but they were always a one-time meeting.  He always tried to get a second date, but he was always refused.  Mario had many first dates but never a second.  Mario would come home from work, eat a synthefood dinner and watch television. It seemed to him that in all the shows he watched, there were a man and woman in love.  At the end of a show, he turned off the television, sat on the couch, and felt very sorry for himself.  “Every man on television has a girlfriend,” he said and stared at the blank screen.  After thinking about the television shows, he closed his eyes, and wished as hard as he could for a woman.

“Hi, Mario,” a beautiful woman who appeared on the screen said.  Mario jumped up and stared wide-eyed at the screen.   “Wha…what am I seeing?”

“You’re seeing me, Mario.  My name is Kara.  I’m what you wished for…aren’t I?”

“Well, you are a beautiful woman, and I don’t know where you came from, but…yes, you are what I wished for.  Where did you come from?”

“I came from your brilliant mind.  You created me.”

“Then you’re not real,” he said sitting down.  You’re a figment of my imagination. I can only look at you.  I can’t touch you.  I can’t hold you in my arms.”

“Yes, you can, Mario, just wish it,” she said, he wished, and she appeared next to him on the couch.” Mario was stunned and slowly reached out and touched the shoulder of the beautiful, naked woman sitting next to him.  “See, I’m real.”

“And you’re naked.”

“Yes, I come that way.”

“If you want me to have clothes on, just wish it.”

“I think it would be better,” he said and wished for her to have clothes on.  Immediately, she was dressed.  “You look very nice.”

“Thank you, Mario.”

Mario fidgeted. “Well, uh, it’s time for bed.  Uh, I have a guest room if you’d like.”

“Mario, don’t you want me to sleep with you?” she asked sounding disappointed.

“Uh, yes, I do. I do,” he said, and she took his hand and went into his bedroom.  That night, Mario had what he dreamed about for many years; he had never been happier.  In the morning, Mario got out of bed and looked at Kara.  “I don’t believe this is happening to me.  She’s everything I’ve always wanted.  Hmm.  My life would never be empty if I had two like Kara.  Another beautiful woman, who will love me.  They could keep each other company while I’m at the lab.  I’ll do it,” he said, went to the living room, stood in front of the screen, and wished for a beautiful woman.    Immediately, a beautiful woman appeared on the screen.

“Hello, Mario, I’m Dira.  Do you want to hold me?”

“Oh, yes,”   he said, made the wish, and the naked woman appeared in his arms.

“You’re naked.”

“Yes. I come that way.”

“I’m going to dress you, if you don’t mind,” he said, wished, and she was dressed.

“Do you want me to go to bed with you, Mario?”

“Uh, yes, but I have to go to work right now, but I’ll be home in a few hours.”

“Okay, Mario, I’ll be waiting,” she said, and he went to the transporter pad, that was by the front door, punched in a code that was on a pad on the door, and he disappeared.

At the end of the day, Mario transported home.  When he appeared, he was greeted by three policemen.  “Wh…what’s going on?”

“We responded to a report that there was a fight, a loud fight and screaming coming from your unit,” Officer one said.  “We found your two women on your bed. There was blood everywhere, and we found two carving knives…one in each victim’s hand.  It looks like they fought and killed each other. We’re very sorry for your loss.”


The moral:  (From the Bible) “Watch out! Be on your guard against all kinds of greed; a man’s life does not consist in the abundance of his possessions.”

The End

Bio: While teaching speech and English at a community college, Mr. Greenblatt wrote short stories and plays, one of which won a reading at Smith College.  After retiring, he wrote short stories, novellas, and plays.  Several of his stories were published in on-line magazines, and others were published in print anthologies.



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