Author Nathan Carey
Fast Lies, Slow Truth Gout is something you get if you’re a character in a Dickens novel.Arthritis is something you get if you’re in a Disney movie.You’ll get blisters if you’re a character in a Verne novel.And if you find… Continue Reading →
“Maybe I’ll just destroy them and never do it again,” Kyle said, “Just one final win, and I’m done.” He paced back and forth down the narrow hallway while I watched him, silent and composed, leaning against the brick wall…. Continue Reading →
“It’s not like it used to be… you can’t mess around anymore,” Father said to me as we walked through the woods. I had been running my hand down the trunks of trees as we walked, snapping the small dead… Continue Reading →
“So cute… but don’t come home with another dog!” he joked as Emma walked into the store. She had just shown him a picture of her dog Henry, all done up for the holidays, wearing a festive Christmas sweater. Henry… Continue Reading →
“How long are you willing to chill before you get it?“ Adrenaline and frustration flow through his body as he begins to realize there is no winning, no victory in this argument. How can one win an argument with a… Continue Reading →
“You knew I was going to say something to you, right?” His mouth goes dry, his hands begin to sweat, suddenly the beautiful day has turned into a storm that no one but him can see. Was breathing always this… Continue Reading →