No beginning point, really, as one might usually define beginnings. There was no discernible point without followed by with. A dusting was all that happened. Slowly. Sweetly. Sticky. Some called it unnatural, but nothing could have been further from the … Continue reading
Music filtered quietly through the background of the night like the sound track to a movie in which she didn’t want to be the star. Even the rhythm of the low bass guitar seemed to be working against her, out … Continue reading
“Sweet, but with a kick.” Elaine let the candy roll on her tongue, a new experience for one who had never known the pleasure of processed sugar. “I think I’m going to like this.” “And it will may you more … Continue reading
Wind blew through the night sending eerie, unnerving sounds through the trees, knocking dead limbs to the ground and scattering unsecured lawn furniture across finely manicured lawns into the retaining pond between them. Thunder sounded in the distance, but there … Continue reading
“It’s not here.” Jerry Smallwood looked at the map and then at his surroundings. “The map says we’re in the right place, but there’s absolutely nothing out here.” Melinda looked around, the wind blowing through her dark hair. “Are you … Continue reading