Ralph’s like eighteen and wears two big, diamond studs in each ear. He’s got a beard and long Jesus hair. His breath reeks of tuna fish, and don’t let him touch you because his hands smell like they’ve been places hands are not necessarily meant to go. Once, when I made the mistake of giving him ...
I saw a skeleton, the bones long and white and gleaming in the sunlight. It rattled out of the box and hit the ground in a jumbled mess. I had already turned away and opened my mouth to scream when I heard Cliff. “This is what you wanted to show us?” &nbs...
“Surefire,” he says and underhands the horseshoe in a practiced arc toward the rusty pole. “Surefire, huh?” Danny says. “Sure fucking fire.” Danny doesn’t believe in surefire, though his lack of belief is less a matter of pri...
It was impossible to do otherwise, as the darkness muted any semblance of the outside world. She was alone, and she resigned herself to the fact that she was likely to die that way. She was aware that everyone else might already be dead. The storm might have killed them al...