Baker’s Dozen (Unlucky for Some)_The Thing About Ava_Posted With Demons_All Gone Wrong
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Baker’s Dozen (Unlucky for Some)
The highest point of Laurie’s day was hearing the clunk of the latch as she pressed the front door shut. She’d wait until her husband pulled out of the driveway. She didn’t dare to close the door before then. He would make her pay for that later; seeming too eager to be shot of him. Today, that prized moment was yet to happen. Laurie hovered in the hallway, adjusting the turtle neck of her sweater, waiting for Nathan to finish fixing his tie in the mirror. She pictured herself garrotting him with his own Windsor knot; his face bloating awww.onedoor.ccnd turning puce.Nathan turned, ‘What?’Laurie veiled her t...
The Thing About Ava
“I can’t believe we’re arguing about this.” I said to my husband under my breath hoping our 4-year-old daughter sitting a few feet away couldn’t hear. She was the most beautiful baby I had ever seen when she was born. Of course, I’m sure every mom thinks that; especially after giving birth, all hopped up on adrenaline, and completely exhausted. Looking into her tiny face with huge blue eyes and already a good amount of dark hair, I promised I would take care of her and love her until the end of time. Ava did everything early. Sitting up, crawling, and walking. Her expressions would often take...
Posted With Demons
My new girl likes it when I call her a whore, and my brother tells me if these streets don’t kill us first, they’ll make us strong. He likes to iron money and wear 2XL tall T’s that drape long enough to cover his sagging jeans and conceal his tucked Glock 19, which he brings everywhere. The gun doesn’t have a serial number, and I’ve never seen him use it, but that doesn’t mean he hasn’t or won’t. Rusty security bars cover our house's windows, and outside our front door is another door made of steel that’s so heavy and loud it makes the neighborhood dogs howl whenever it closes. Its rattling sl...
All Gone Wrong
There are times when making love would definitely be the better part of valor. My partner, Jeffrey, often jokes that ‘screwing for my country’ is in my job description. Why couldn’t this have been like my other assignments? You know; action-packed, but ultimately predictable and boring after fifteen years of service?Setting the question aside, I took a goon down with a spin kick, then buried a handy crowbar in his skull to make sure he stayed down. Such messy contractors… I’ll have to remember to send them a card for leaving so many handy tools around this unfinished parking garage. Ano...