I said, standing at the door of the Mayfair house with Isaac. “I never felt welcome here before; now things are just—”Isaac cupped my face in his hands, gently parting my lips with his own. “No one here will ever hurt you,” he said, slowly breaking the kiss. “And things are different now. In a go...
In a split second, the haze from her semi-conscious mind pulls away, allowing her to see that this is not a dream. The tiny cottage is engulfed in flames. Aramei flies out of bed, tossing her worn cotton blanket onto the floor on her way across the smoke-filled room. She bursts through the bedroo...
I’m too depressed to eat. When Beverlee brought me home from school, the first thing she did was call and set an appointment for me. It’s good and bad that she managed to get me in as early as tomorrow morning. Good because if it were any later I would almost definitely be missing my trip to Port...
I can’t stand television much, though after being imprisoned in Mexico for most of my young life with only Spanish soap operas for entertainment, one might think American television would be a welcomed luxury. But I grew quickly out of it very early on after I started my temporary life with Dina ...
“Pull in there,” he said. “I need to piss.” Tate took a left at the stop sign and pulled into the parking lot of an old run-down liquor store on the corner. Various beer and whiskey advertisements completely covered the windows. An ice cooler sat beside the front door with a faded polar bear plas...
I’ve thought of everything and the only idea that comes to mind is forcing her to watch another interrogation. Forcing her to watch me kill a man. For a while, it was what I intended to do. Instead of making her watch from one side of the basement, I was going to tie her to a chair in the interro...
“Victor,” Niklas says into the phone, “Javier is not in Tucson. He was reported to have used a known credit card with an old alias, just outside of La Grange, Texas.” I raise my back stiffly from the seat. “That’s less than a two hour drive to Houst...
We talked for a long time and I could feel the reluctance between both of us: he wanted to say something to me as much as I wanted to say things to him.I guess we’re too much alike and so neither of us stepped over that line.What’s stopping us? Maybe it’s me; maybe whatever this is between us can...
-- BLACKNESS. NO LIVING SOUL can comprehend the true meaning of it. To understand it would be like trying to understand the origin of the Nothing. And as I walked with the Devil through this infinite darkness, I could only wait for it to recede. It was the strangest feeling to be here. I felt as ...