Mary’s looking around.Shovel clanked hard earth.Mary stops, eyes darting either way.I think she can hear me.I know she can’t see me.Why?I’m six feet underneath her bare feet.How… Read more “You Can’t Get Rid of Me”
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Alisha Gets Even
(Chapter 1. WIP) It’s been ten weeks since I’d last seen my neighbor Alisha Keagan. It’s not like she hadn’t disappeared before because she had, but this… Read more “Alisha Gets Even”
The Stalker
It was the winter of 1995, and Christmas was three weeks away. I was out with a couple of friends at Mojo’s sports bar. We’d meet up… Read more “The Stalker”
The Stalker
It was the winter of 1995, and Christmas was three weeks away. I was out with a couple of friends at Mojo’s sports bar. We’d meet… Read more “The Stalker”
Right Words
I couldn’t think of the right words to say, can’t say it’ll matter that much, anyway. Francis types. I can see her through the screen; her words… Read more “Right Words”
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