Cellar
My hands shook in the cold rain as I fumbled with the shovel handle as another flash of lightning illuminated the back deck’s leaf litter blanket.
My hands shook in the cold rain as I fumbled with the shovel handle as another flash of lightning illuminated the back deck’s leaf litter blanket.
It was a dark and stormy night, my wife and daughter were driving to a Fire Hall outside Chester for a family gathering.
Jamie slammed his hand against the dash of the car and the heater fan rattled to life.
I hate waiting at the bus stop.
warm oil on your back
“You can do this,” he said with an intensity that made me smile.
My thumb flicked the striker of the lighter and the spark gave birth to yet another flame.
All eyes were either on Scott’s hands or Amy’s outfit.
Vanquishing the mighty hero Inciting mayhem and chaos Legions of …
David’s hand trembled as he poured the Ballantines over the ice.
I stare at my winged reflection
I knew I was playing with fire, but since when had that stopped me?