Jolene
Me and Little Tim race our horses hard trying to catch up to the train.
Tension
Fletcher Returns
Carol Bannister placed the breakfast tray in front of her Aunt Jessica and stood staring out the window at the autumn leaves swirling about the grounds.
The Hand
My hand’s all numbers so what the heck?
Hold the Phone
“Is this Douglas Langille?
3014
We’re not made for this damp shit and neither is our tech, thought Gil.
Lies
Hugh pressed the ‘check mail’ button again and the little closed envelop popped up, taunting him with its secrets.
Haley Meets Jimmy
I should have trusted my instincts.
Jonas
Jonas leaped over the barricade and wormed his way through an opening in the quarantine fence without being noticed, his stolen prize held tightly in his jaws.
Haley’s Homecoming
I hitched my knapsack up over one shoulder and got off the bus.
Manhunt
Leaves crunched noisily under foot despite their practiced woodsman experience.
Eddie Zero
I didn’t kill him.
The Craftsman
“You see, Detective, I have a little problem with knives.