The car kicked twice as the engine coughed and died. They rolled to a stop. The lane snaked its way onward through the patchwork of snow. Danny sat behind the wheel—eyes shut, lips pursed, and head shaking.
“Cold morning for a walk in Continue reading Seeing Breath
The knock on the door sounded like an elephant.
“Can I help ya—” The door flew open, ripped from his hand. A huge bald guy—Mr. Elephant, himself—burst into the apartment,
slamming Tyrell hard against the wall. Too hard from the crunch. Continue reading Flow
The unexpected text message read: meet me at the promenade. I had to scan it a dozen times before I could stand.
“I’m going on break. Be back in a half-hour or so.”
The boss grunted, shooed me away with a distracted wave.
He was already there, pacing back and forth. I felt his eyes flitting, searching another corner. Continue reading The Hug
“You know I never go to the beach. It’s always crowded. And bloody crowds suck.”
She was digging in, and my idea was sinking fast. On the other hand, sitting around the apartment again didn’t exactly unsuck. The paint would dry with or without us. Continue reading Weekend Trip