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The Crown (Part 2)
At first, she thought it must just be her mind playing tricks on her. Maybe she had indeed left the milk out to sour all night. And her favorite shirt with the sweet peas embroidered on it was getting...
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The Crown (Part 3)
She turned around but could see no one. “Who’s there?”“You dumb girl,” the voice said. “You dropped it back inside.”Her ears burned where the sound touched them, her face flushed warm where the...
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The Crown (Part 4 – Conclusion)
“If you thought leaves in your shoes and lumpy milk was bad,” the small girl said, “just you wait.” “Wait?” she whispered. “Wait until your tongue turns black, until spiders make nests in your...
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Their House
The house she and her mother shared was small, so small it begged pardon for being there at all. Grayed siding held thin walls together and the windows held their breath, the cracked sidewalk below...
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The Book In The Room That Overlooked Plum Avenue
The book had been waiting for her as many years as she’d been alive. It had come to the shop by way of the elder Mr. Billing’s estate when he passed. It came with its own history and stories beyond...
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Evidence Of Sunshine
It was his freckles that convinced her he was worth the extra effort. They stood there boldly across his nose, just below eyes that tended to brood. They were friendly, even if he wasn’t always so....
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I Miss The Rain
I miss the rain the same as I’d miss an old friend. Do you ever ache for things like this? Perhaps hearing the sound of a violin or your mother’s voice? The taste of the ocean? Feeling the wind blast...
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Wicked Grin
Once there was a girl named Constance who was almost completely good. She said please and thank you, dressed as she ought, and associated with only the best people. But… There was a twitch that...
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We All Used To Be Someone Else
Sometimes she missed the girl she used to be. Back when the years stretched so far in front of her she could not see their end. Before she wounded and before scars altered her vision. She had a...
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The Hunter
Antlers dangled from the sides of the hood he wore and dried out hooves clanged together with hollow whispers at his elbows. Rabbits with broken necks hung from his belt alongside birds with broken...
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