The Tales Behind Our Brokenness: A Series of Mirco Fiction 2

Summer With Him Momma’s Red Pen Momma was writing with red ink today, so my brother and I dare not leave our room. Most mornings, for as long as I can remember, momma has attempted to lose herself in that journal. Described as an author of introductions with no conclusions, yet she was often good at…

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A Shot of Death, No Chaser 2

Chapter One Chapter Two “I prefer a stiff drink over a stiff man.” Laughter bubbled over my lips as Gin explained herself with blunt description. It was the fourth Thursday since we had met and every night ended the same; teeth crashing, tongues dancing, and lips melting together. I didn’t know much about the enigma…