“Take me with you.” He shook his head, adjusting the saddle. “I need to start fresh.” She embraced him. “We can.” He kissed her. “You’d…
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“Merry Christmas.” Her grandson kissed her cheek and handed her a bottle. “You had something for us?” Minerva rose. “I’ll make coffee.” “No time.” He…
Mitch dismantled the weapon to clean it. “Is your sister gonna rat us out?” “Nah, I scared her good.” Grinning, Jake bagged the drugs. “Besides,…
Frozen grass crunched beneath Matt’s soles. His coat pulled tight, he waited opposite the open grave. The bells tolled. His brother, head bowed, supported Mother.…
Emma’s eyes kept returning to the heavy leather volume on the shelf. She handled the cracked binding carefully. The Guide to Færie. The charity shop…
Amidst the three-pointed symbols of her dark god, she prostrated herself. Another incantation had failed. Her year-old child cooed in the corner. She gathered him…
“Pumpkin, you’re dirty.” She knelt and brushed his chubby cheeks clean. She squeezed him lovingly. “And you’re getting so big.” She tucked a blanket around…
The SUV stopped beside her just outside the compound gate. A heavily-muscled man stepped out. “Bonny?” She shook her head. Not anymore. “Your parents sent…
Jimmy fumbled with the heavy book above the open coffin. He recited the foreign words. “Jenny, arise.” The battered figure moved upon the pink silk…
Jenny grabbed but the rubber ball bounced off her hands. Jimmy laughed. She’d get it and him, then the boys would let her play again.…