“How is it possible you have caught me off guard, he seemed to ask. Exactly where have I miscalculated the velocities, how have I misjudged the vectors?” — Stephanie Vaughn Copy Share Image
“We awoke to a fabulation of ice, the sun shining like a weapon, light rocketing off every surface except the surfaces of the Army's clean streets and walks.” — Stephanie Vaughn Copy Share Image
“How is it possible you have caught me off guard, he seemed to ask. Exactly where have I miscalculated the velocities, how have I… — Stephanie Vaughn Copy Share Image
“The short story can be hot and sweet or hot and fierce. You get it in one sitting or you don’t get it. It’s… — Stephanie Vaughn Copy Share Image
“We awoke to a fabulation of ice, the sun shining like a weapon, light rocketing off every surface except the surfaces of the Army's… — Stephanie Vaughn Copy Share Image
