Of Blood and Text Messaging
Detective Arnie Chalmers dropped his finished cigarette to the asphalt, ground it with his heel, and waited for his partner to catch up.
Tension
The Interview
Janine let her hair flop forward on the left, decided against it, and threw her hair up in a clip.
Too Far from Home
Melanie closed one eye and focused on the board.
First Fledging
I’ll never forget the first time I sat behind the yoke of dad’s old hovercar by myself, newly minted holo-license carefully filed in my e-wallet.
Cut and Run
Amy hung sloppily off the arm of Scott.
Waiting
Janine’s leg bounced and jittered as if it had a mind of its own.
Frannie Takes the Train
The rattle and rumble of the train on its tracks persisted in their pursuit of my sleep.
Blind Dining
“Eyes up, soldier,” she said and I did.
The Dark Pool of Lamia
Lamia wrapped the mottled scarf around her light frame, enjoying the silky sensation as the soft cool hide hugged her contours.
Respawn
Respawn.
The Last Ride
Racing down the mountain side
Haley in the Tank
I sat on the steel cot and stared at the three other people in with me: the chick and two dudes.