George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

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“Hymn for the Fallen ” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

Rusty Sherman was having one of his episodes. Something always triggered these episodes whether it would be a certain heavy aroma or some object that would catch the corner of his eye or even a melody that once played from his sandblasted radio sitting on a table next to his rack in the barracks in Kandahar. Whatever it was, the episode that followed was best described as unpredictable. Living in a s...

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“The Almost Haunted House ” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

Cousin Irving has a reputation for being outlandish. His wife Dottie thinks it’s cute, but the rest of us aren’t always so sure. Well, let me start at the beginning since that seems what most people do. All of the cousins had gathered at Aunt Melissa’s house like we do every month. The conversation is lively with talk about this, that and the other. But I could see by the twinkle in his eye, Cousin...

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“Ordeal of Unknown Origin” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

He was an odd bird. Everyone was sure his military file was as thick as a preacher’s Bible, but no one said a thing about his ordeal from the war, because his thin face would become haunted and spooky whenever someone mentioned it. Everyone in town knew something was seriously wrong with Oliver Prichard after he was discharged from the army, because you’d have to walk on eggshells around him. “I thin...

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“Maabeloff's Transition” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

When Gustav looked in the mirror, it was always the same. That monster that he loathed was staring back at him with those marble black eyes. His reaction was always the same, a groan of disgust would rise in him until he could no longer bear looking at his own reflection. It was an accident. A horrible, senseless accident had turned the child prodigy into this disgusting creature who was forced to we...

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“Vacationing in the Poconos” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

Officer, my given name is Arturo Barcelli, but I Americanized it to Arthur. So be sure to use that one. Arthur Barcelli. Under occupation put down that I am a businessman from Woodbury Heights. Yeah, put that down, businessman. That is what I do for a living. Don’t look at me in that tone of voice. I know what you think I am, but you are wrong. What happened in the past is the past. I’ve done what I can...

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“I and I ” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

I and I In creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives I and I One said to the other, "No man sees my face and lives" Bob Dylan I saw him again. I was riding the New York Subway from Union Square to Morley Advertising on 72cd Street near Lenox Hill. I was wearing my earbuds, but when I saw him get on, I removed them. ...

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“Post Office at the End of the World” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

Zip Code 99999 belongs to a post office that most people don’t even know exists. There is a seventh dimension quality to this place even Rod Serling wasn’t aware of, but it is real. It is not the Dead Letter office or the final destination of letters sent by children to Santa Claus at Christmas time. While it is not a vortex or some other alternate reality, the Post Office at the End of the World is exactly ...

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“Count Massey” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

The fire at the Cascade Arms in Roseland was a five alarm blaze that reduced the place to rubble. I was working the swing shift at Advocate Trinity Hospital when the ambulances brought in a half dozen of the residents suffering from smoke inhalation. The neighborhood around Cascade Arms is predominantly black and poor. Known to most folks as Section Eight Housing. I don’t live far from there and I am ...

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“Night of the Foo Fighters ” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

On September 2, 1945 in the early morning before sunrise,, Lt. Glieb was piloting an F6F Hellcat over the South China Sea from Okinawa to Kagoshima, Japan. This was considered a routine flight. The war would come to an end in a few hours as representatives of Emperor Hirohita would sign the official treaty in front of General MacArthur on the deck of the USS Missouri. Lt. Glieb duty was to make sure the skies...

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“Overworked Guardian Angel ” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

Life can change in a split second. I know that sounds cliche, but I found it to be true. Simon was standing at the side off a desert road with his thumb out and a seven o’clock shadow. His shirt was soaked with sweat and his shoulders drooped quite a bit. Feeling sorry for him, I pulled off the side of the road. “Thank you.” He said as he ran to my open window of my beat up twenty year old Toyota. “Whe...

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“Landed On Freespace” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

I got the call when my sister Marsha passed away. “Daryl, I hate to bring you bad news…” My mother’s voice faded. “What is it, mom? I’ve got a meeting in fifteen minutes.” I looked at my wristwatch. “Your sister has passed away.” She sounded as if she had been crying. “Marsha?” I gasped. “You have another sister?” She said with an edge to her voice. “Oh God, ...

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“The Next Step” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

“Jerry Culhannick.” He sat at his desk playing solitaire when his boss Harmon Newsome called his name. It was quitting time for Chrissakes, but he answered just in case it was good news. “Yo!” He hit the hallway on the move, nearly knocking over some of his colleagues trying to make an early exit from Crystal Image Studios. “Ah, you are in trouble now.” Carl Obleck snickered as he passed him i...

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“The Lighthouse Keeper” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

Jan Gorshhiemmer was the lighthouse keeper at Kreigh's Landing near Aillik, Newfoundland. The small jut of rock where the lighthouse sat was one of the bleakest places on God's good earth, but Jan had signed the contract and he was good to his word unlike previous keepers had been. Those that knew him, however, sensed that there was another angle on his self imposed exile at the lighthouse. Burt Dec...

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“God of Frozen Things” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

Given the name Siku at his birth in a small village a few miles south of Barrow (Utqiagvik) fifteen years ago, Raffie Torngarsuk was educated in a small St. Germaine, a small missionary school in Wainwright, Alaska where he learned to read and write English and worship a God that had not come to save his people. Since his teachers had difficulty saying his name, with permission from his parents Ida an...

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“Colton, Nevada” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

Colton is a ghost town in the middle Nevada’s of the Great Basin. Under normal circumstances, I would have never been aware of this fact, but two years ago when my Honda Civic broke down driving north on Highway 93. After seven years as a Las Vegas dealer at one of the major casinos, I saw things I did not wish to be a part of any longer so I decided to head back east to be closer to my own family.

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Author bio

I am at teacher at Willamette Leadership Academy where I teach language arts including a creative writing class elective. I am a veteran of the United States Air Force and have been married to Amy for twenty five years and have a son Skylar and an adopted daughter Tegan who lives in Arizona. I have been writing all my life and am going to publish a book of short stories soon called Road to Neflheim. I am also a musician and an unabashed animal lover. I do have a blog www.cryoverspiltink.com Please come visit.