Observations of The Urban Spaceman


Elise dragged her chair to the window and turned her gaze to the sky. By the sickly glow of the dying streetlight, she looked younger than her eight years, and when she closed her eyes and clasped her hands together in prayer, Michael’s heart broke for his daughter.

Snow Day (or, Somebody Stole My Hills) That sinking feeling when you realise you’re probably not going to get your car off the drive today.