Look! A badge! How official.
“Here’s your dinner Mr. M.,” the nurse’s aide said. She wore a My Name is Brandi tag on her pink uniform. “Brandi of the Billings High School Basement,” I said. “Might you have a pitcher of Hippocras hiding in the … Continue reading
In the waiting and the wanting there came a silence, where the rustling leaves were muffled, and the birds ceased to sing. There, inside that muted instant, he rose from the water, a man like no other. His flesh so … Continue reading