Butterflies.
Butterflies. You still give me butterflies. And not even the soft little pretty ones, either. No, nothing like those. You give me the loud, violently colored…
Butterflies. You still give me butterflies. And not even the soft little pretty ones, either. No, nothing like those. You give me the loud, violently colored…
It wasn’t just the anger that was getting to Glen, he scored bad coke from those punks in the trailer park on the outskirts of route 4. “What you boys doing?”…
Sitting in the driver’s seat of a black van, a tall man with elvish ears turned to face his passengers. To our amusement, this man was our boss and was aptly…
“SCOTT!!!” He yelled, “Scott, open up the damn door!” He pounded on the door with the butt of his pistol. Flecks of blood hit the door as small dents and chips…
He left a bloody fingerprint on the faceplate of the phone but brought it to his ear. “Hey Gus, it’s Scott. I’m heading out of town for the weekend but give me…
The frame rattled as Gus kicked at the door. He could hear yelling from the other side of the door but blocked it out - concentrating on the door. The sharp…