Category Archives: short stories

Fattie

Fattie by David Cain Against my better judgement, I agreed to go to Stephanie’s party. I’m not usually keen on parties of any kind but this was a work party, put together to help Steph solidify some connections, raise her … Continue reading

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Fiction

Fiction by David Cain “Who is this?” “Who is whom, dear?” “This guy in this story you wrote. Who is he?” “Oh, you mean Roger? He’s a character I made up.” “Yeah, Roger. Is there something I should know, some … Continue reading

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Across the Line

Across the Line by David Cain We are swingers, my wife and I, and have been for a long time, since the beginning, in fact. We met at a swinger party. Swinger means a lot of different things to different … Continue reading

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Deciding

Deciding by David Cain “Popcorn and diet soda for Mary. All right. Have you made up your mind, Ellen?” “No. What? I’m sorry.” Ted laughed tenderly. “Do you want something from the snack bar?” “No, thank you,” Ellen replied, blushing. … Continue reading

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The Director

One of the great risks of being emotionally sensitive is the temptation to fuck with people’s emotions. Some roles rely on it. The Director by David Cain I had been hired to direct a play by a small avant garde … Continue reading

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Fifth Song

Fifth Song by David Cain I agreed to play three songs, as a favor to Earl, an old friend with a bar on the west side, near the high school we went to twelve years ago. I was reluctant to … Continue reading

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Our Song

Our Song by David Cain I hadn’t played for months, that night, when I picked up my guitar and without a thought, began to play. I didn’t know why I was playing any more than I knew why I hadn’t … Continue reading

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