“It was a rite of passage each year at Manhattan Life Insurance Company. The golden doors would open every summer to a new crop of bright-eyed college students, all of which were over-qualified for a job that required little more… — Phil Wohl Copy Share Image
“It’s finger time!” Steve simply grunted. Li responded like she always had to the request over the past years, by walking over to the tall oak cabinet in his office and pulling out a pack of Vienna Fingers. She then… — Phil Wohl Copy Share Image
“This is the first year for me as a teacher and, by the looks of this class, I’m hoping it won’t be my last.” — Phil Wohl Copy Share Image
“Don’t do it,” the voice calmly said from the other side of the door. “I have a way that you will be able to… — Phil Wohl Copy Share Image
“Gil sat baking in the sun for at least 45 minutes before one of the tour guides noticed him looking listless and leaning to… — Phil Wohl Copy Share Image
“I don't remember much about being born but I hear it's quite a traumatic experience.” — Phil Wohl Copy Share Image
“It was a rite of passage each year at Manhattan Life Insurance Company. The golden doors would open every summer to a new crop… — Phil Wohl Copy Share Image
“Swish,” the net sounded like the blast of a cannon, signaling the game was tied at 64. Dave then saw the second shot in… — Phil Wohl Copy Share Image
“Daniel exposed his machete-like fangs much to the delight of Hartwell, who was gasping for air like a fish out of water. He furiously… — Phil Wohl Copy Share Image
“Then she turned, punched me in the arm, and ran in her bunk.” I said with a straight face.” — Phil Wohl Copy Share Image
“Gary’s immediate thought was that either this woman wasn’t planning on wearing much in the way of clothing for the duration of her stay,… — Phil Wohl Copy Share Image
“There is a reason why I am a writer... sometimes it is the only way you can get people to listen to you!” — Phil Wohl Copy Share Image
“After over a century of one of the deepest blood feuds in the history of inhuman warfare, peace had finally descended on the sleepy… — Phil Wohl Copy Share Image
“Abraham Ellison dipped his sword in the pool and the red from the blood floated ominously across the water’s surface. He had been waiting… — Phil Wohl Copy Share Image
