Category: Historical Fiction

Bloody Mary Day

Suzuki rolled his eyes. His father had always been like this since he was a child, with the exact same mindset he had during his service. Everything that his father considered “American” was banned in the house.

The Stonewall Inn

“A brick?” I squinted my eyes at the orange rectangle that had just made contact with a police officer’s wind shield. “A brick.” I restate, now sure of it. I heard more crashes from the left and from the right of me.

Bewitched

Matthew and Anne stayed huddled in their home, scared of everything going on in the town; some of the people accused were people they knew, people they had liked.

The Men in Uniform

They told her she would not return to school ever again. As they walked down the street, Mallory’s innocence slowly and painfully began to crumble.

My Life in the Holocaust

We followed every footstep those soldiers took. I had memorized exactly where the hatch to the basement was, right beneath Felix’s rug. Finally, the stomping sound of their heavy boots stopped.