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Outside the church secretary’s office there were screams, the thunder of automatic gunfire. Frail in a blue flowered dress, she jumped at each sound. Sweat running down her thin neck soaking into her slip as she waited for the gunman to find her. Talitha covered her mouth to stop screaming. Frozen, she crouched beneath the
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The mailroom was supposed to be professional. Bloodworth/Sterling Mail & Communications Services prided itself on professionalism, efficiency, and customer service, at least that is what it said on its corporate website with a goofy grinned group of models In blue and gray uniforms and that is what it said on the wall of this windowless
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Food is medicine. Chartreuse leaves sparkled with vitality. Megan had tried yogi. She had tried mediation and deep breathing. Megan had even prepared for a 5K well she bought sneakers. Nothing made her feel better. She held up a bunch of celery to the morning light and beamed. With reverence Megan broke off each stalk
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Moira twirled in front of the bathroom mirror. Her bohemian paisley dress hung loosely on her elvish frame. She shut out her tongue and then raced to her bedroom closet. From the other side of the Jack and Jill bathroom Kat watched her sister while pretending to play with her phone. Moira returned to the
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My name’s Ardent Pureheart; I have nine brothers and sisters. We live in two bedrooms in one of the FaithHostels. I tend the heifers with my brothers and many cousins. We pray, work, eat, raise children, bury our dead together. The Shepherds told me it’s time to marry, to increase. In modest garb, the Chosen
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“Well, um, hello,” Ramon stammered. “Well, hello yourself. Aren’t you the handsomest thing?” Evie said. “And you’re blushing? Priceless.” “I’m not used to compliments. I- I-“ Ramon coughed to hide his stutter. “I don’t believe that. A big strong man like you, you must beat the girls away with a stick. When Amelia told me
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The kitchen is quiet. The sun hasn’t yet risen. I hoisted the 18 pound turkey off the fridge’s bottom shelf. This bird is much too big for us. I should have gotten a turkey breast or even a duck but then that wouldn’t be a real holiday. I peeled off the plastic covering. The raw
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Day 7 I hummed mindlessly. A nursery rhyme looped in my brain as I turned out of my complex’s parking lot. I was running late for work. Hopefully the blue route would be reasonable traffic this morning and I would only be my usual late. Hopefully. I drummed my fingers on my steering wheel. When
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With one eye on the ribbon of highway and one eye on her phone, Quinn looked if her favorite true crime podcast had dropped its latest episode. Score! She thought and hit the accelerator as the spooky theme song filled her speakers. “Hey cats and kittens this is your prince of primal fear, Spring
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