“Touched In the Head” “You’re serious?” I asked. “As a coronary,” Eren answered. The disheveled young man wearing a black apron over a red shirt behind the burger counter looked utterly bored. “May I take your order?” I couldn’t believe I was doing this. “One French fry, please.” I tried sounding enthusiastic. “Small, medium, or … More A Knife In the Dark – 8
“Bright Lights, Scamp City” The Bay Square Drive sign over the road had seen better days, looking like it was melting off of the metal. It appeared Texas was as warm as I was led to believe. Amos dropped me off at a large entrance, with doors that opened themselves for consumers. I’d seen as … More A Knife In the Dark – 7
“Letting Sleeping Beasts Lie” It had taken over two weeks to gain the strength, but at last I could walk — albeit slowly — without the accursed walker. Among the things stored in one of the back rooms was a crook-end cane, and I was happy to learn I could get along with it and … More A Knife In the Dark – 6
“Forensic Homesteading” My wake-up call was a thunderclap. I had fallen asleep last night on a tattered couch depicting wilderness scenes of game animals… the same couch I assumed Mr. ********* was discovered unconscious upon before transport to the hospital. Being daytime, the path taken by the medics from the front door to the couch … More A Knife In the Dark – 5
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