He showed up wearing dark blue jeans, a dark shirt tucked in only emphasizing the size of his belt buckle. Despite the distance, she was sure he wore his sports coat complete with that fucking lapel pin the entire drive. His strawberry blonde hair toasted with a summer hue styled in the same pompadour it…
Tag: fantasy
F-U-N-eral
She was screaming at the top of her lungs but no one could hear her. Instead they all continued to come to say their own versions of their goodbyes. Miranda was very aware of what was happening. For starters, she had a vague memory of her death. She had been eating a meatball, a mini…
Mission Complete
The time is 13:05. The day is Monday. Break is over. We are back in it now. We are told to sit. Everyone does. Everyone, except Schneider. Earlier, during recess, he pushed me. No one of importance noticed, of course. None of the higher-ups, just the same low-lives as me and him. That bastard gets…