“The suspect is a single, white male in his early 30s. He drives a dark luxury car with tinted windows. He is attractive and very charismatic, especially around women. He is extremely intelligent, and exceedingly organized. When he is finally apprehended, there is a high likelihood that he has either already been interviewed by law … Continue reading Predator
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Making the Naughty List
A thick, foul-tasting slime coated his tongue and the roof of his mouth. Cupping his hands in front of his face and exhaling proved that his breath could peel the paint off the North Pole. Disoriented at first, he slowly became aware of his surroundings, and that he was covered in a light dusting of snow … Continue reading Making the Naughty List
Forever
The hag sat in her worn rocking chair, a Meerschaum clinched in her teeth. Sparse twigs of her thinning grey hair falling loose from her tattered head scarf. Her skin the color and texture of the dried apples she sometimes sold at market. Hunched over, leaning on her rowan cane, the hag would carry her … Continue reading Forever
Shame
“There’s no shame, you did nothing wrong.” He held me close, stroking my hair as he spoke. I could feel his heartbeat through his shirt, comforting and familiar. I knew he believed what he said, and desperately wanted me to believe it too, but there was shame. Everyday there was shame. It didn’t matter that … Continue reading Shame
Good neighbors
Looking around to make sure no one was watching her, Pauley swirled a finger around her dessert plate, scooping up any remaining pie juice and crust crumbs. Sticking her finger in her mouth up to the last knuckle she slurped off the sticky sweetness, licking her lips, then wiping her mouth with the back of … Continue reading Good neighbors
Away in a manger
The room, out of the wind and weather, was better than sleeping outside. The donkeys and sheep crowded around, adding the warmth of their bodies to the small family. A rich perfume of animal musk hung in the air. Dressed in crude, homespun clothing, the mother wrapped her newborn in her shawl, laying him in … Continue reading Away in a manger
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