He set the revolver on the table next to the empty bottle and the last of his cash. He rubbed his eyes. Grit ground painfully.
He stood and grabbed the money off the table. One last trip to the liquor store. No hurry.
Outside the skies poured rain. He darted to the dry bus stop. Continue reading Aware
“It’s automatic,” he said. His scar blazed violently.
Another’s eyebrow lifted. “The orders aren’t clear. We should call the may—”
“It’s done!” His eyes narrowed and lips stretched tighter.
The others all nodded their heads. Contempt crossed their faces. Continue reading Automatic
Homeward bound on I-84, we pass over bluffs and across ravines. The Columbia glides along beside the minivan, sunlight sparkling off ripples.
The muted sound of Temple Run. “How much longer?” The hum of so much concrete under rubber tires. Continue reading Smoke
Don’t get me wrong. Those frenetic people than burn incandescent, seesaw through life, never crossing at a crosswalk aren’t me. Eddie, Becca, Jordan. They are all like that. Talking fast about topics they Continue reading Mope
They stood side by side on the shore and argued.
“You are blocking out my sun.”
“Tough for you.” The tree laughed in the breeze. “You loser! You’re drinking all my water.”
“Your water?” The tree shook a limb. Continue reading Trees
Precisely at five, her little alarm chirped, and Clair left the law office and headed to the Tube. Her routine never changed.
She knew something wasn’t right when she reached the platform. Where were the crowds? And the train—it wasn’t hers, and it was pulling away. Continue reading Underground London
You are my favorite poison, the little voice says. You are late. I am late. Should I tell you?
I wonder who she is. You will lie and steal from me. I’m shivering, but it isn’t cold.
The voice tells me about her. I know who she is. Continue reading Waiting
Josefina got off the bus at 4th. She scanned the street looking for the meeting place. The walls were covered with graffiti. “This can’t be right,” she said. She bit her lower lip.
There was nothing that looked like a popular restaurant. Nothing looked open. She Continue reading Urgent
In the park, good days happened. A woman pushed her son and daughter in the jogging stroller. They played with a smartphone, laughing. Mom sweated and focused on her breathing.
Sunlight glinted off chrome handlebars. A soccer ball passed through the field and drew excited youth in its wake.
A woman walked next to a bearded man, talking. She reached out, Continue reading Subdued
Spencer walked down the path toward him.
His mouth felt like hot, sticky sand. This was a mistake.
He felt lightheaded. Just don’t faint. He forced himself to suck in the cool autumn air.
Spencer stood before him. She’d said Continue reading Flattery