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>Dewayne’s neck ached and a heated flush covered his body. He could just catch the edge of a sick, putrid feeling–death nearby. But it wasn’t clear yet, just hazy blobs in his head he tried to arrange. He hated this part–knowing but unable to act. Vulnerable. Like inside the fun house at the fair, waitingContinue reading “>Chapter Two continued – Susanna”

>”It needs more cheese,” Della Beaugarden said, making a squinchy face. When she did that, the laugh lines at the corners of her eyes deepened, making her look even more like her own recently departed mother. She had salt-and-pepper hair clipped at her nape in a silver barrette, and bifocals perched on her forehead. SheContinue reading “>Chapter Two — Tina”

>”It needs more cheese,” Della Beaugarden said, making a squinchy face. When she did that, the laugh lines at the corners of her eyes deepened, making her look even more like her own recently departed mother. She had salt-and-pepper hair clipped at her nape in a silver barrette, and bifocals perched on her forehead. SheContinue reading “>Chapter Two — Tina”

>A full orange moon had crested over the lake when Edna drove home from Antioch Baptist church’s prayer circle. A Tupperware container of half-eaten broccoli salad (with bacon) and a bible covered in yellow quilted fabric lay beside Edna in the Buick. It was an unlit, rural route with only the yellow line of theContinue reading “>More Chapter One – Susanna”

>A full orange moon had crested over the lake when Edna drove home from Antioch Baptist church’s prayer circle. A Tupperware container of half-eaten broccoli salad (with bacon) and a bible covered in yellow quilted fabric lay beside Edna in the Buick. It was an unlit, rural route with only the yellow line of theContinue reading “>More Chapter One – Susanna”

>”Don’t trust ghosts,” Gram always said. “They’re stupid. Can’t even get being dead right.” Meriweather watched the clouds pass below, watched the silver wing spin contrails like will-o-wisps behind her. The man next to her snored robustly. At least she had this small slice of privacy — a window and the great blue yonder ahead,Continue reading “>Chapter One — Tina”

>”Don’t trust ghosts,” Gram always said. “They’re stupid. Can’t even get being dead right.” Meriweather watched the clouds pass below, watched the silver wing spin contrails like will-o-wisps behind her. The man next to her snored robustly. At least she had this small slice of privacy — a window and the great blue yonder ahead,Continue reading “>Chapter One — Tina”