“Hi, I’m Laurel,” she smiles and offers her hand. The other shakes it while saying, “And I’m Kiera.” A smile pushes at the edge of her mouth. “So Kathie tells me we should meet, thinks it would be what she called–” “A fun exercise for character development,” Kiera finishes the other’s sentence as she sits [...]
~Kathie Leung~ Fine white, powdery dust mixed in with heavier, lung-filling regular old sawdust filled the air. Saws whined, hammers banged, and pneumatic nail guns brrapped while two men hunched over a makeshift table of plywood and sawhorses. The taller wore a hardhat of white, signifying he was the client. The stouter one of the [...]
When the three woke from their late night escapade they found themselves stranded. The tide had come in forcing them out of their burrows they’d made shortly before going to sleep. Blinking into the shroud of white surrounding them, they headed together on the highest point of what apparently was an island. The skinniest of [...]
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What was wrong, he asked himself as he stared at the sidewalk and avoided eye contact with the pedestrians passing by, with making an anonymous phone call to the cops or FBI and telling them exactly where the body was? What was wrong was that there was no body, that was a game the Evil [...]
He set down the remote and repositioned his head to take a sip from the long, bendable straw. Boring. A thick finger throttled the remote’s buttons, so large in circumference the television blinked rapidly then went black. He sighed. And then sat idly, staring at the blank screen, a void between his ears peppered with [...]
Marian surveyed the work with a skeptical squint. The innards of the long, wide barn had been gutted, sheathed in ceramic tile and stainless steel giving the impression they were inside a milk tank truck. Large halogen orbs were suspended from the ceiling making it so bright, the older woman’s Progressive lenses had darkened a [...]
“Is it bad?” “Every person’s idea of what is bad is different.” A light laugh. “True. But you didn’t answer the question. Is it bad?” “Could be worse.” A brief pause. “But if I must, it’s about eight on a scale of one through ten, ten being intolerable.” “I’m sorry.” “Sorry? Why?” “Sorry for you. [...]
Continued from [here] She lowers the boxes, sight unseen, releasing the grip when the bottom rests on the crate. Except it’s not centered. If she fully lets go the entire stack will tumble. Boxes filled with “art” and “letters” and “numbers” will spill and be ruined once they rest upon the rain drenched grass. But [...]
M’chelle swaggers under the weight of the boxes she carries, her head poking from the side as the load she carries is as tall as it’s heavy. Once she clears the cemented walkway and her feet smoosh into the rain soaked loam, she moves even slower. The ordinary walk of less than a minute has [...]
Two weathered pieces of wood, long and slender, a length of two and a half, possibly three feet upon which a painted red bin perches. The back is short, descending at an angle into the deepest portion all which sets evenly upon the two v’d wooden sticks. At the front, beneath the deepest part of [...]
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