The Bad Guy
I’m always the bad guy!, you’d scream, veins bulging at your temples plus the one in the middle of your forehead, the one that looked like a snake writhing just […]
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The Eleven Minutes
She’d already been in bed for nearly twenty minutes when she heard him come into the bedroom. Her back was to him in the slightly musty dark but after fourteen […]
The Visitation of Mike Brady
The doorbell buzzed, and it wasn’t an especially long buzz or short buzz. It was just a regular buzz. There was nothing of the harbinger about it. I figured it […]
The Search
We were up early in the cold. No one talked much. There was only the sound of crying, which you might expect. I wish she’d stop carrying on so, someone […]
