Tag Archives: Lost


When she found the invitation, Esmee wasn’t surprised. She shook. Everyone knew Amber was after her boyfriend. The nerve!

She thought. What should she do? She wrote the address in her journal, setting the envelope back on the desk. She’d crash the party. Continue reading Map

Bikini Girl Found

Well, the other day before I went into the store to stock shelves and do inventory—the normal thrill routine—I found an envelope glued to my windshield. Yeah, I mean glued. Like some numbnut superglued that thing in the middle of my windshield.  What? Am I talking too fast for you, dude? Sue-Per-Gla-Ooooooo. Continue reading Bikini Girl Found