The Ninth Hour

 8:45pm He sat on the floor against the wall, the 9 mm Colt lay next to him, magazine fully loaded, ready to fire. A beaming light broke through the drapes, lighting the dark room's interior. A voice on a megaphone, in the streets below, ordered him to surrender. The end neared, they would burst through the door and attempt to take him alive. He would not let that happen .... Continue Reading →

Searching for Emily Rose

I have never been a ladies man, I couldn't tell you the first thing about being in a relationship. It's been that way my entire life. I don't know what it feels like to be loved or cared for by a woman. To hold their hand or run my fingers through their hair. I don't know what it's like... Continue Reading →

The Peculiar Mr. Pitts

The whiskey poured into the glass, swirling back and forth, rising steadily. Norton observed with eagerness, the precious liquid couldn't pour fast enough. The bartender laid down a fresh napkin, placing the glass on top. "Whiskey straight doll," She said, smacking her gum from the side of her mouth. "You holler at me if you need anything else, okay?" "Will do." He... Continue Reading →

The Unlikely Three

The 1985 Buick Skylark was parked at the end of the shopping center, a maneuver away from a quick exit down Jefferson Way. Mitch sat in the driver's seat, picking away at the worn out foam on the steering wheel. He did not remove his eyes off of the Pawnshop in the distance. He ran... Continue Reading →

Broken Silence

“Momma?” he said to her, softly. “Are you sad? Why are you crying?” She looked upward at him slowly, knowing he wouldn’t understand. “I’m not sad, I’m happy. I’m crying, because I’m happy.” ——————————————————--------------- He opened his eyes - startled. No matter where his eyes wandered, blackness surrounded him. His sister, a year older, lay... Continue Reading →

The Trail of Consequence

It was supposed to be a wonderful experience, a new start for Frank. Well into his mid-forties, Frank had allowed a bad lifestyle to take a toll on his health over the years. He felt sick and sluggish, his bones ached and he felt his heaviest at 300 pounds - Not a good thing for... Continue Reading →

The Tattooed Man

Samuel stepped through the automatic doors, the cool refreshing air from the AC vents suspended above him hit him like a splash of ice cold water. It was summer outside, the heat dry and scorching - he welcomed the coolness of the fully air-conditioned department store. It was connected to the main mall, it led... Continue Reading →

He Sat There

Rodger sat there. The car was still running, cold and idle. The windows showed signs of defrost, but for the most part, icy particles still clung to the surface of the windshield. When he exhaled vapor rose and dissipated into nothingness. There was an eerie silence around him, a sorrowful sadness without a dash of... Continue Reading →

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