A Close Call
It was a dark and stormy night, my wife and daughter were driving to a Fire Hall outside Chester for a family gathering.
It was a dark and stormy night, my wife and daughter were driving to a Fire Hall outside Chester for a family gathering.
Moldy sugar and weevily flour, Some rancid butter at the Witching Hour.
Jamie slammed his hand against the dash of the car and the heater fan rattled to life.
Nanuk the Bear stood on his hind legs and sniffed the icy air.
I hate waiting at the bus stop.
Raised by the pack, we didn’t know about the Change util it happened to my friend Brown Ear.
“You can do this,” he said with an intensity that made me smile.
My thumb flicked the striker of the lighter and the spark gave birth to yet another flame.
David’s hand trembled as he poured the Ballantines over the ice.
I knew I was playing with fire, but since when had that stopped me?
*No one fucks with Eddie.
Legato and Mezzo flew as if their wings were aflame, knocking baskets of gathered berries to the forest floor far below.