It’s like Natasha thought his life was unimportant and Bryan was tired of trying to explain himself. He sighed, looking down at a small body, meeting his gaze as if she were clueless. Shit, she probably was. “I told your mother I couldn’t do this weekend,” Bryan said. Colly shrugged,...

His wife was a night owl but only during specific times. They went to bed every night at six. Val woke at eight and returned by one in the morning. Never a moment later. As newlyweds, Roy had been curious, setting out to investigate her oddity. Pretending to sleep until...

Seven years gone. Not in a flash, that would have been a blessing. The years had lingered and festered. Started when she was twenty-three. Now she is thirty. Her twenties had slipped through her grasp like she was trying to grip water. Vanessa sat in her cell. Hands wringing. Foot...

Bob had that look on his face again. His nose crinkled in a distinct expression of disgust. Disgusted with himself, perhaps. Or more accurately, disgusted with me. “Carol, the printer is out of paper again,” Bob said. His voice was quiet, but his anger was as clear as the coming...

“You look lonely, miss.” Cynthia spun on her heels to face the voice that had spoken to her. At first, she was irked. How exactly does someone “look lonely”? But she was surprised to find a gentle, friendly face looking back at her and her frown slowly lifted into a...

Claire VanBurgen thought there’d be more riffraff surrounding this type of thing. The shows always made it look so dramatic. Being jostled and dragged into the police station, hands grabbed in the harshest manner, slammed on little pads of black ink for fingerprinting. Maybe it was because she was pushing...