I wiped the rainbow lipstick away. In a smudged mirror on the wall opposite of me, I could see a bit of lipstick residue on my mouth and the metallic embellishments still covering my cheeks. Tears streamed down Marta’s face as she gripped the blanket with one hand, clutchi...
Marci asked. Ramone had barely caught his breath, feeling his heart slow as she spoke. “Hindsight’s twenty-twenty,” he muttered, looking out the rear window from his place beside Marci. There was no sign of anyone behind them. “Turn around and go ba...
26: Necropolis “Can I help you?” The creature’s voice grated and it spoke with a slight accent that Kate couldn’t place. It tilted its lumpish head to one side, and a hand rested on what could only be called—anatomically, anyway—a hip. The other gripped the inside edge of the door. ...
