Monthly Archives: October 2015

“I’m here to see Wendy.” Sounds pretty innocent, doesn’t it? Shows what you know. I don’t know how I knew it, but I did, from a very early age. Somebody must have told me. Over at that combo gas station/taco … Continue reading →

“Can you hear it!? Can’t you hear it!?” the old man would cry to anyone who crossed his path. He was a staple of the town, a part of the local flavor, a landmark even. Sure he scared some people, … Continue reading →

Sarah was running. Technically she was ‘running away,’ but there was no ‘away.’ Not really. Sarah had finally started to understand that. It had started after she’d seen that boy from school kill one of those dogs. She’d been up late … Continue reading →