His Grave Was Waiting_Cellular 7_Crimson Spurts_That Night
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His Grave Was Waiting
Boone knelt at his wife’s grave. “I know, Clara, you never wanted to take up with a man that carried a gun, or took to whipping another man, but I’m determined Larry Barkley has a price to pay.”The mourners stood nearby waiting for their turn. “What’s he saying?” Chester asked down the funeral line. “Reverend, what’s he saying?”Reverend Kent was trying to protect his bible from the rain. He waved Chester to be silent. Charlotte slapped Chester’s hand to quiet him. “He’s talking to her spirit.”Boone stood by the open grave, waiting with a shovel as the town folk paid their respects.Morgan to...
Cellular 7
Tonight, was the night he would do it.Orion’s eyes remained wide open as he heard the final few robots shuffle into their charging systems for the night in Cellular 4、 He remained dead-still in his bed, heart hammering fast, until he was utterly sure the coast was clear. After shooting a nervous glance at the sparkling electrical clock beside him, he heaved himself up, trying his absolute best to make as little noise as he slipped off the stiff mattress. His dressing gown fell silently to his knees. He made his way to the door, and then slinked through the small doorway of his Cell.The corrido...
Crimson Spurts
I wouldn’t have come home, had my brother not left it.I alight from a black and yellow auto-rickshaw. My parents are not expecting me. So, nobody picked me up from the railway station.I pay the driver. He turns the tri-wheeler around and sputters away. I stand in front of imposing gates, with pink and white bougainvillea bursting from its sides. My hands tremble as I unlatch it after nearly 5 years. I crack it open just enough for me to slip in with my backpack.The sweet fragrance of jasmine tries to ward off the bitter memories emanating from Casablanca. The crimson spurts of hibiscus suit it...
That Night
After a long night of work, I like to go to my favorite coffee shop. Honestly, I don’t know why they are still open. I think that I’ve done enough work today so I’m going to head over there. There is an alley beside the shop but I think nothing of it. I’m sitting in the seat closest to the alley but I always sit here. I hear something coming from there and I just think it’s an animal. I look over to see two figures, one looking like it’s strangling the other one. I told the workers and ran outside but I was too late. I called the policwww.onedoor.cce but by the time they made it, It looked like nothing hap...