October 12, 2016

Sam left Jess at the corner of Water Street and walked the rest of the way home. The bus terminated at the bottom of Walter Hill, right at the inconvenient spot where Water Street turned into Plainview Road – where Sam’s house went east and Jessica’s went west.

They rea...

September 27, 2016

The window blew out in an explosion of shards, cascading onto the lawn like glittering rain. The shotgun kicked back against John’s shoulder but he carried it soundly, barely blinking as Sam’s ears filled with a piercing static whine. The buckshot screeched off the cha...

September 9, 2016

Sam fell on the bleachers, dropped his bag at his feet, and tried to catch his breath. Jessica glanced up from the algebra on her knee.

“Where’s the fire?” she asked. “You supposed to be somewhere?”

“Probably,” Sam panted. “I’m a little. Late.”

“Just a bit.” She looked hi...

September 7, 2016

Sam woke up to the sound of the alarm.

​His eyes snapped open. One hand flew to the halogen on the nightstand, fumbling for the switch. The other grabbed for the rifle beside him.​

The shadows moved. A hand fell across his mouth, stifling his scream.

“Rise and shine, li...

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written by jack richardson


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