Stories Starting with H

My name is Harrison Parker, and my life is in the dumpster. I made an offhand comment to my bartender that if I could go back, I’d make different choices. "If you could go back, what date would you pick?" The pretty bartender asked. Without hesitation, I knew: "August 25, 1983."

A successful hero flees his home world after subjugating the Dragon Queen and her hosts to start anew on a young, fresh world only to encounter politics. Again...

She was a young, enthusiastic worker for the Welfare Department. She liked helping people. only she really-but-good helped them!

The highest treason of all is not so easy to define--and be it noted carefully that the true traitor in this case was not singular, but very plural.

"Normality" is a myth; we're all a little neurotic, and the study of neurosis has been able to classify the general types of disturbance which are most common. And some types (providing the subject is not suffering so extreme a case as to have crossed the border into psychosis) can be not only useful, but perhaps necessary for certain kinds of work....

From_ where _had these attacking Indians come? Out of a long forgotten and dim past? Had their medicine man seen the one supreme vision?

Science said it could not be, but there it was. And whoosh--look out--here it is again!

Would you like to see all hell break loose? Just make a few holes in nothing at all--push some steel beams through the holes--and then head for the hills. But first, read what happened to some people who really did it.

The extraordinary story of "Paul," who for thirty days was Dictator of the World.

The customs officer isn't even human, so it feels like just another R&R, another halting conversation carried on in ugly trade-speak, another bewilderment of queues and luggage carousels. Outside: another spaceport, surrounded by the variegated hostels for the variegated tourists, and bipeds are in bare majority. The thing he can't think of it is, is a homecoming.