She couldn’t see it, but the boy could. The steel string stuck against the neck of the guitar and a strong vibration shot through the air. The boy stopped in his tracks. He stumbled backward. A hoarse and melodic voice rang out over the cobblestones and Jacob slowly made his way down the street holding his … Continue reading
“Quiet,” he said holding the gun up to his lips. “Stay down.” They laid on their stomachs on the backside of a hill that rested in the middle of a heavily wooded forest. The two girls were to his right. They were blonde, and small, and covered in dirt. Kyliyah was crying. Alexandria’s eyes were … Continue reading
She clipped the plastic bib around his neck and told him to open his mouth. He grabbed her hands. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I know this probably isn’t comfortable for you. I had scheduled this… And, we said. After all. You said. We could still be friends…” She put her hand over his lips and … Continue reading
“Just take it,” she said. “I hope you don’t have to use it. But come on. It just isn’t safe out there for you. That’s the sad reality of it. I’m sorry that the world is the way it is but I’d rather you be prepared than hurt.” The boy sat on the stairs with … Continue reading
They hardly ever smoked in the house. Tonight, however, they sat at the kitchen table holding cigarettes. The smoke gathered into the small fixtures above them and a hazy light fell from the ceiling. “He’s as good as dead,” the man said. A computer sat in the middle of the table and on the screen a … Continue reading
The police haven’t said anything other than the fact that they found him outside of barn number 7 the night of the Kentucky Derby. There has been talk about gambling and there has been talk about debt, but I knew my father. He was killed for no good reason. “I don’t know mother,” I said … Continue reading
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