The door shook with a thunderous knock. “Yeah, coming,” grunted Derek, half-expecting a cold-call salesman. He swung the door inward, ready to tell whoever to shove off, but the two-inch man suspended on iridescent blue wings in front of his face blew the thought clean away. “Sorry,” the creature’s voice piped, impossibly loud. “Sometimes the … Continue reading Adoption Day
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Night Tour
The old stories had been told over and over. The fire had burnt down to its embers. Carlin filled the murmuring pause between tales with a hand-rolled cigarette, off to the side so the tourists wouldn’t complain. His boots squeaked in the sand, and the dune sedges silenced in response. Above the camp, the hungry … Continue reading Night Tour