Author William Sargent
“It will be easy money!” said Tom with delight, his ears flopping up and down as he bounced on my bed. A little stuffing leaked from his head and drifted in the still air like a snowflake down to the… Continue Reading →
“I was ghosting you last night because I was with someone else.” It is with this statement from her that I comprehend; my idols are dead, my enemies are in power, my castle is crumbling, along with my mind. The… Continue Reading →
“You’re going need these. You know you will.” I hesitantly take the weighty bolt cutters from Leo’s outstretched hands, and tie them loosely onto my chest rig. He grabs a few more questionable trinkets from the trunk of the Subaru… Continue Reading →