The building looked worn, its grayish cement bricks and block glass windows giving it the appearance of a free clinic or halfway house. Damp newspapers accumulated at the entrance, and cardboard covered one section of the glass door. “You’re sure this is it?” I asked Shelley. “Don’t be judgmental...
Brandon said. “I wish you could come with me.” We sat on the stone wall protecting my mother’s garden from the forest beyond. A light rain fell softly against our skin, cold droplets of water mingling with the tears running down my cheeks. I couldn’t think of what I could say to make us feel bett...
It jumps on your back and sucks hard. I’d managed to pry the beast off just enough to get a little of my mojo back, but I hadn’t noticed the one holding Garrett so tightly around the neck that he’d choked that day at Rizer Technologies. It hadn’t let go of him. Shortly after the disastrous job in...