The Way Things Were
Every day was the same, now. At first, she’d refused to move, to eat, to anything. She resented having to go to the bathroom. She would all but bare her […]
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What If
“You set?” His too-blue eyes watched her, then looked away before she could catch his gaze. Before she could see. She had nodded, but then her eyes were searching his […]
Bringing Her Back
“Put it down,” she said, and I could see her pulse in her throat. “Put it down before you hurt someone.” “Fuck off,” I said conversationally. “I’m here to hurt […]
Beside Her
She slept beside him every night, but could not bring herself to curl close, no matter how cold she was. Not for all the warmth in the world. He had […]
Hemmed In
She stumbled along, hands outstretched, fingertips clinging to the sides of the alleyway, scraping, the rough brick stinging. Her whole body ached, and she couldn’t remember where she was going, […]
The Old Jones 