At Night
I lay awake on the top bunk, listening to my brother’s rhythmic-breathing below me, desperately wishing sleep to overtake me.
I lay awake on the top bunk, listening to my brother’s rhythmic-breathing below me, desperately wishing sleep to overtake me.
Elvis had left the building.
Detective Arnie Chalmers dropped his finished cigarette to the asphalt, ground it with his heel, and waited for his partner to catch up.
“Alfred!
The way I figure it, Tiny, is that if we take that piece of bacon you pinched from the giant’s plate and toss drag it over to the fuzzy floor, the dog will s...
“Pansy, did you see what that meathead did?
Waking up thirsty, I stumbled to the kitchen and flicked on the light.
Amy hung sloppily off the arm of Scott.
“You wax the flyer?
My name is Gracie and I am the Sentinel.
We’re twins, you and I.
Not every Fayre could be trusted.