Tag: Dunks of the Month

Approaching the familiar doorway off the alley, Greg uttered the latest password (“Gordon was robbed”) and was granted entry into the dunk club. His usual excitement was magnified by two factors: he would get to see Emma for the first time since their secretive rendezvous at that far-flung cafe, and progress on his leaping ability…

Greg stared at the text message for a while, waiting for his racing thoughts to calm down before he even considered crafting a response. The intent of Emma’s message was clear, but Greg knew he would have to respond in a way that kept their friendship platonic; if anybody monitoring their text conversation had reason…

“Greg? Greg! You alive in there?” Greg looked up from the hypnotic white glow of his computer screen, embarrassed that he didn’t know how long he had been staring into it, lost in thought. “Wha-? Oh, yeah. Didn’t get enough sleep last night.” He turned his chair to face his coworker Virgil. “What’s up?” “You…

From that day forward, thoughts of the dunk club consumed more and more of Greg’s thoughts. The hardest part wasn’t the idea that he was taking part in an illegal activity; no, the hardest part was taking part in something so meaningful, so invigorating, yet not being able to share it with the people he…

Greg slung his gym bag over his shoulder. “I’m heading out to the park, honey. Time for some hoops.” He hoped that his voice sounded convincing. His wife, Lisa, looked up over from the government-produced soap opera that was on the TV. “I ran into your buddy Travis at the store yesterday and he mentioned…

The decrepit gymnasium, from the outside, made no indication that it was occupied or even usable. The man approached it cautiously, looking around not only to ensure he wasn’t being watched, but also to verify that he was at the right location. His large gray overcoat, worn as a sort of anonymizing disguise, complemented the…