He passed Woodstock, where the festival was originally supposed to take place.
Drip, Drip. Drip, Drip.
The two cops sat on the couch facing Mavis in her TV chair.
Hastings scanned the walls that enclosed him
For months he huddled in his bomb shelter wearing his biohazard suit.
Orfea wrestled Death so regularly that she resolved the activity must generate some income.
I’m the neighbor everybody likes.
He lay in my arms, loosely wrapped in a green flannel blanket, the back of his head resting in the crook of my left elbow.
George Booth was ready to explode.