Tell me a story please. I asked. I could really do with someone telling me a story. Okay then. She…
Mark was eight; playing with boys he met while visiting his aunt. They took off down the slumbering summer streets…
“What’s going on?” It was a uniformed Bridge Patrol officer dismounting his bicycle in the center of the span. “It’s…
At first, it was the rats that died. They cluttered the streets and alleys like putrid feces with fur. Their…
She was a nervous, fastidious girl who generally looked miserable if one could not see her eyes, because in her…
I had never seen a body hacked to pieces. I approached stealthily. Like a cat about to pounce on prey.…
New York City, 1901 From the Lab Book of Dr. Cranston Hastings, General Surgeon at Merriam Hospital. February 2 A…
If he had to provide a reason (and in these cases nearly everyone demands a reason) he would say it…
Have you ever had one of those life flashing before your eyes moments? No? Well, I have and I can…
I had plans. Dreams. I was going to go places. Literally and metaphorically. But I got a job when school…