Reunion of Death – Part Ten
Serial Fiction continued from part nine Grinning from ear to ear, Seth said, “Hi handsome,” and leaned in for a kiss. There in that little restaurant waiting for him patiently was Philip....
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Serial Fiction continued from part nine Grinning from ear to ear, Seth said, “Hi handsome,” and leaned in for a kiss. There in that little restaurant waiting for him patiently was Philip....
Serial Fiction continued from part eight Chapter 18 “Well? These are some pretty serious accusations, Rita. Is any of this true?” Alexis asked her. Closing her eyes and breathing in deeply, she...
Serial Fiction continued from part seven Alexis and Philip had apparently had a reckoning and falling out: they sat at opposite ends of the room. Holly took her throne next to the window...
Serial Fiction Chapter 14 Thirty minutes later, it seemed like the storm outside the house was intensifying while the hurricane within the house was starting to fester off. Alexis had returned to the...
Serial Mystery continued from part five “Who would do such a thing? Paul was such a soft, sweet, gentle man that I can’t think of why any of you would want to...
Serial Mystery Chapter 10 Eight people gathered in a big house in central Missouri to finish planning their high school reunion, and now one of them was dead. Rita and Christina sat next...
Serial Fiction continued from part three Tears were rolling down Matt’s cheeks at this point. Seth got up and brought him a tissue. No one said anything. Rita dabbed at her eyes...
Serial Fiction continued from part three Not a minute later, another set of headlights lit up the driveway. Who ever was in the car honked a few times upon getting closer to...
Short Story I was nine when my parents were murdered. We lived in a small cottage in the English woods. My father worked at a hardware store in town and my mother spent her...
Short Story Chief Tycho ate his breakfast and set out for his morning run just as the central light was warming up for the daily cycle. He ran his ten kilometers around the inner...
Serial Story Chapter 1 “Honey, I thought the point of moving back to your hometown was to get back in touch with your roots.” -“Excuse me? You are the one who insisted we move...
Short Story I sat down, calm yet anxious and began to prepare my shot. I got my kit from a well placed and convenient hiding spot beneath the couch. I went through the...