One lucky afternoon

Rita Morris was a making a shopping list when her husband Colin called for the fourth time in a week and said that he'd be coming home late from work, which was really beginning to[…]

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Dead men

"Chicago, the windy city." they call it. I just think its cold as fuck… I'm driving down I'm driving west on 290, toward the western side of downtown, to my office. I take a cigarette[…]

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Broken promises

Emily awoke in the dead of night in her soft pink bedroom to the feeling of big hands shaking her by the shoulders. “Get up, sweetheart. We have to go out. Come on now, it's[…]

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