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“A Mighty Fortress”, Brenda Clough

His cell was exactly ten paces in each direction. If you could call it a cell: the force-field walls were clear, nearly invisible except when the distant primary Caruso heaved above the horizon to gild the curve above his head. At this latitude Friday, the lesser sun, never rose into view.

“The Center of the Universe”, Eugie Foster

With a class numbering only seventy-two, my high school reunions were more like family get-togethers. The class of ‘83 was a demoralizing family though, filled with peers like distant cousins who knew me when I was gawky and spastic, excruciatingly self-conscious in my metamorphosing skin.

“A Sacred Institution”, Esther Friesner

Leroy Wilberforce was a man of action, proud of his red-white-and-blue heritage, as solid a citizen as one could be without being made out of concrete from the neck down as well, and willing to go to great lengths to step into the spotlight if that meant showing folks they were hellbent (literally) on taking the wrong path.

“Monsters of Abiding Grace”, Samantha Henderson

Three days after the foothills started to burn the power failed, and this time they knew it wasn’t a temporary outage, or even the typical hiatus until the light flickered on and the wires hummed with the faint crackle no one had ever noticed until it was gone.
This time it was finished.

“The Brides of Heaven”, N.K. Jemisin

No one realized the extent of Dihya’s madness until she was caught sabotaging the water supply. Even then the madness was difficult to see as she sat in Ayan’s office with her hands tied and her headscarf still askew from the struggle.

“The Shadow Postulates”, Yoon Ha Lee

Kaela Navus was reading a beginners’ sword-dancing manual when a hand descended upon her own, blotting out the diagram. She looked up, mouth opening in protest, only to have the scroll plucked from her grip and rolled shut.

“Funeral Games”, Margaret Ronald

The visiting team gained possession of the ball, and the crowd exploded into bloody violence.
“Can we back up and see that again?” Min asked, scooting forward in her seat. The Protectorate official nodded and tracked the recording back.