Mrs. Broadside’s Bones

Her husband came in from the hallway and threw that morning’s copy of The New York Post onto the kitchen table.

“Correct me if I’m wrong,” he said, “but that looks an awful lot like you.”

Karynne confirmed it without looking at the paper.

“When did this happen?”

Karynne answered without looking him in the eye.

“For the love of God, why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

Karynne hadn’t thought there’d been anything to tell. She gulped her coffee, glanced at the headline,

“Man, that Bitch Crazy”

and spat her drink out on the Maroon 5 T-shirt Spencer had bought when the band came to town last fall.

“You didn’t think there was anything to tell?” Spencer wiped the stain with one hand. With the other he pointed at the front-page photo, a still of Karynne in midscream, wielding her phone like a .38.



Josh Cook

Josh Cook is an MFA candidate at Lindenwood University. In 2009, he earned an MA from Indiana University with a thesis on Kurt Vonnegut’s The Sirens of Titan. His fiction has appeared in journals including Across the Margin, Fiction Kitchen Berlin, Idle Ink, and Sage Cigarettes. He lives in Indianapolis with his wife and two dogs. Josh recommends the Kheprw Institute.


Edited for Unlikely by Jonathan Penton, Editor-in-Chief
Last revised on Thursday, November 25, 2021 - 01:02