Each story takes place in a matter of hours, in one day.
As Edgar Allen Poe advises in his astute literary criticism, a short story should be a compact tale told briefly and intensely, and convey one aura, make one solid impression that resonates during and following its reading. I subscribe to those criteria. Or, to be more honest, that's how these stories turned out. My conscious mind did not set out with Mr. Poe's guide lines. My subconscious ruled. And afterward, I realized what I had done . . . . or tried to do.
The quality of these stories is a matter of individual determination. Everyone is right in his reaction to a written fiction. The entertainment value is personal, a subjective reaction, surely, sometimes followed by an analysis that results in additional pleasure to the reader, or a re-evaluation that reduces his approval.
The stories don't mind.