Blind Dining
“Eyes up, soldier,” she said and I did.
I gave some old stories a little love and polish. Find them here. They are my personal favourites.
“Eyes up, soldier,” she said and I did.
Late at night she walks the scene alone
Lamia wrapped the mottled scarf around her light frame, enjoying the silky sensation as the soft cool hide hugged her contours.
Without a single glimpse back, David quietly closed the door and walked down the sidewalk and out of her life.
Respawn.
You don’t have to shovel rain.
arms wide and eyes closed
“You wax the flyer?
“But we have to keep warm,” Jake pleaded as he dropped a pile of blankets on the couch.
Amy wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and flushed the toilet quickly before her mother asked questions.
My name is Gracie and I am the Sentinel.
We’re twins, you and I.