She blinked. The porch steps were moving in front of her. Swaying in the rain. She blinked again. She couldn’t see far beyond the steps. The rain and darkness obscured her view. Even so, she didn’t think she’d be able to see well otherwise. Her hand gripped the door until her knuckles turned white. She … Continue reading Out of Focus
He turned on the lights and squinted in surprise. Cob webs covered the place from head to toe, but the light bulbs must have been replaced recently. He shivered. This was where they were meeting? He could only imagine: Dark writers had a strange fondness of odd places. Carefully, he worked his way inside, making … Continue reading The Writing Group
She rounded the corner and held her nose, trying to escape the smell. They’d have to clear this place out, she thought, sighing. A grimy toilet was inside the tiny shed. She rolled up her sleeves, then paused. Maybe she’d ask her husband to do it. She hated cleaning out things and with her allergies, … Continue reading In the Shed
