Bad Timing
“C’mon, hurry!” An urgent whisper and the sound of shuffling feet filled what should have been a silent home, save for the running water upstairs. Stalking her…
Sparkart
3 stories written on Ficly, 2012, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
Muse
She’s a multitude of colors and shades flowing through your veins, pulsing a rhythm, a beat, that harmonizes your life. A cacophony that surrounds you and…
Foreign
“Please?” My voice was high and pleading as I prostrated myself in front of the boy. Clasping my hands together, I gave him my best puppy-dog eyes as he tried…