Old Dave, 2/4
“Was she beautiful?” I asked him, smiling. “Your wife?” He looked at me, long and strange, his yellow eyes wavering, glancing down, coming back to me. He opened his mouth a little, his… Continue reading
“Was she beautiful?” I asked him, smiling. “Your wife?” He looked at me, long and strange, his yellow eyes wavering, glancing down, coming back to me. He opened his mouth a little, his… Continue reading
(Part Two) Down the hillside into the still-cold morning shadows, Michael was on his knees peering into a small hole in the ground. Melissa joined Lisa, who stood nearby watching. Michael’s body sprang… Continue reading