It was the grayest kind of day. It was the kind of day when the sky presses low upon the earth, urging its denizens into attentiveness – every sound just a bit louder, a bit closer, the outlines of the everyday carved into distinctly sharper focus against the backdrop of something…unfamiliar. A ceiling of clouds…Continue Reading “Six Sentence Stories – An Unkindness”
A half-balled wad of paper sailed across the room – whoosh – into the can. The sun moved with purpose past the windows of the room and as the light waned, so did his confidence and page by page, chapter by chapter, words sailed across the room, the tightening wads a clear indicator of his mounting frustration. He looked at the clock; bloody…Continue Reading “Six Sentence Stories – First Draft”
“This is all your fault!” she screamed. The demon smirked quietly to himself; maybe if she didn’t find it so thrilling to keep feeding me, she wouldn’t be in this position. But he liked her here – needy, never satisfied, desperate for the next volume and the next to feed this gorgeous compulsion he embedded…Continue Reading “Six Sentence Stories – The Secret”
Jack had always loved the stars. From the time he was old enough to look up at the evening sky through an empty toilet paper roll clutched in his hands, all he could imagine was being up there among them and not stuck here on Earth. The night skies offered Jack a place to focus…Continue Reading “Six Sentence Stories – The Lie, Parts 8 – 11”
Jack’s mind rocketed back and forth through time grasping at fragments of memory as he lay trapped inside his own pain, half hoping for death. His only escape was to linger in moments when he was happy, when he held Andie close and breathed her deeply as though he could draw her inside of him. The fire in his lungs reminded him of…Continue Reading “Six Sentence Stories – The Lie, Part 7”
“Does that damn dog ever stop barking?” Tim grumbled as he threw back the covers and stuffed his feet into the moccasins sitting at the ready beside his bed. The neighbors bought the dog back in the spring and for some reason, it hated the husband – not that anyone else on the block could stand him –…Continue Reading “Six Sentence Stories – A Bark in the Night”
Andie sat next to the makeshift cot listening to Jack’s labored breathing as her thoughts wandered to their first meeting…
She stood on the stoop looking from the address on the paper in her hands to the number on the door, her hair sticking in wet strands of what used to be ringlets around her face, her green raincoat untied and hanging open such that it provided little to no real protection from the falling rain. This had better be the right place, she thought as she dropped the knocker against the door.Continue Reading "Six Sentence Stories – The Lie, Part 6"
Hector’s hand hovered above the paperwork, unmoving, uncooperative, disobedient to the urging in his mind.
He knew the contract was bad from the start and he never should have started the project; no one agrees to terms like these, but when a man is just desperate enough he’ll agree to anything. Well, almost anything…there are some things even the most corrupt of men cannot bring themselves to do and he was grateful to have dodged that bullet.
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He stood at the edge of the field, thinking about what he must do, but focused on her.
“What you’re doing is right,” she assured him, “and don’t ever believe anything different.”
Here in the earliest moments of day the breeze lifted her hair, suspending the auburn tresses in flight against a golden dawn. She smiled the way she always did and he felt her touch on his arm, felt her calm, quiet strength move across his skin, through his veins, and into his heart, giving him the courage he needed to leave.
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“Don’t move!” she growled more than spoke.
Coming from inside the black helmet, her voice was different…harsher, older, and more gravelly than he remembered, but Jack knew with every searing nerve ending in his body that it could only be her.
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