“Francis Snyder isn’t producing oxygen, Dack.” A thin man with a few wisps of strawberry blond hair on his head stood just in the...

The apple sat on the table, shining in the sunlight, round and red and delectable. “There,” a woman’s voice said, “eat it.” A pair of...

Pretty much nobody gets their first job before they’re eighteen and they sure don’t get one with the rat-catcher, that’s for sure. But I...