It was my first night at Savannah’s. I got off work at the preschool, sped home to replace my red, awkward, somewhat tight-fitting polo with my new, overly sized, awkward-fitting black polo. I touched up my makeup, which consisted of applying another coat of mascara on top of the mascara I applied at seven that morning, put Madalynn in the bathroom after her walk, and headed out for my first night.
I’ll never forget the first thing Vince said to me when I showed up. Continue reading Chapter 23 by J. Nicoel Western: A Preview
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“Four eyes! Hey—four eyes!”
“Hey, we’re talking to you, loser!”
Irma Groden didn’t turn around, she just kept walking with her eyes on the cracked pavement. The hem of her red-checkered dress was too short; it fluttered upward with every step. Continue reading The Perilous Primate
-BY KD BURR-
The week the circus came to Fairview, Daniel Carver went funny. Driving up the old dirt road toward Forest Pass, his neighbors saw him, standing stock-still by his mailbox.
Daniel was shirtless, staring off across the vacant field opposite his house. His chest and shoulders were a violent, shiny pink; his face was tight and alarmingly red. Continue reading The Dark Magician
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