Book Genre: Short Stories
With humankind scattered among the stars in poverty-stricken colonies, only two things connect the last remnants of the race: a makeshift government, too busy arguing over a chain of command to be of use to its citizens, and traders, distributing necessities as they fly between colonies.
The Stone Trader trades in many things, but rocks are his specialty. He thinks himself an expert on the subject until two strange women claim to have found a rock like no other. Is it a hoax or could it be the most extraordinary discovery humankind has ever made?
An origin short story set in the Stone Keeper universe.
Annie is a grown woman now, past all that childish adventuring stuff, but when her cousin Henry claims to have overheard instructions to buried treasure she is forced to decide whether or not to invest her belief in one more childish adventure.
This story is also available in Baverstock’s Allsorts Volume 1
At age 57, Angelina has raised two children, run a business, and survived divorce.
She believes herself a woman capable of managing any challenge.
But when her daughter leaves her pet bird in Angelina’s care before setting off for Venice, Angelina comes face to face with the one thing she’s never managed to do in her life—achieve a dream that’s been with her since childhood.
A thoughtful and uplifting short story by the author of The Red Umbrella.
Helen Summers spends every Sunday afternoon caring for small children, like little 5-year-old Peter who is intent on defying his mother's instructions.
As Helen tries to inculcate a few life lessons in her little nephew, she's reminded of the reasons why she has become the self-appointed guardian of Sunday afternoons.
Financial downturns affect all walks of life.
Even the criminal underworld.
Gary and Horace believe they've come up with a way to make the act of kidnapping a pleasant experience for all involved. Including, and especially, the kidnapee.
The problem is, Stephanie Monroe might be completely the wrong person to kidnap...
Heather Patterson has lived a life of converging and diverging lines.
Her husband had been incompatibly perpendicular, merely crossing her life temporarily on his way to 'better things.'
Her teenage son is gradually drifting away from her as he heads for adulthood.
And her father has completed the arc of sending her off into the world and then welcoming her back to his home in need of care.
Is it too much to expect that someone with matching tastes could converge with Heather's own continually straight line?
Can she find a parallel love?