by Kris Rusch | Aug 5, 2021
Something in My Darling: A Bryant Street Story
Dean Wesley Smith
Canning Boone starts noticing something changed with his wife Jenny when they moved onto Bryant Street. Of all things she seemed happy. And talked about losing weight.
Shocked and horrified described Canning’s reaction. And she lost the weight. Canning knew he must do something. But what?
by Kris Rusch | Jun 28, 2018
Dan remembers clearly the time before the accident.
He remembers his wonderful wife and daughter. Impossible to forget. He refuses to eat or work or even move most days.
He made a mistake, they died. He lives. He blames himself for their deaths.
Someone knocks on his home door. And the truth flips as only it can on Bryant Street.
by Kris Rusch | Jun 28, 2018
Bryant Street exists in that subdivision where reality tips over into the absurd.
Accountant Frank Filby and his one special skill live on Bryant Street. He knows everything about everyone in the entire subdivision. Keeps track.
Frank thinks of himself as the god of the subdivision.
Another twisted Bryant Street story where reality sometimes means little.
by Kris Rusch | Jun 28, 2018
James Ward no longer cares what his wife does in her spare time. He no longer cares about anything, actually.
Deborah took his passion over years. Drained him until he could give no more.
But on Bryant Street, sick relationships often reveal hidden secrets.
Passion functions as a food for some, energy for others. But who knows what role passion plays on Bryant Street.
by Kris Rusch | Jun 28, 2018
Weird things happen on Bryant Street. Even when cleaning a double-car garage.
Late spring, very little sports on television, weather threatening to rain so no golf for Jack. Time to clean out the garage.
Also time to find the old lamp in a pile of garbage. Of course, Jack rubs the lamp to try to clean it.
And on Bryant Street, that means the entire chore of cleaning out a garage snaps into strangeness.
A twisted tale of a man, a wife, and a dirty garage as only can be told on Bryant Street.