“Here you go, Apple,” Jet said, deftly transferring what appeared to be zucchini tempura onto Julia’s plate. “Let me know when you need more, Watermelon.” Jet called Banana any fruit other than Banana which Banana found hilarious—Julia, not so much. “Let’s get to work!” Banana said through a mouthful of tempura. She pounded her fist… Continue Reading
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Out of Sight, Into Mind; chapter six, part one
I sat in the darkness, welcoming the solitude. Matt was out with his college buddies at my insistence because I needed time alone. When they called right after the cops left, he had been reluctant to go out because of what was happening and because it was a Sunday night. When I impressed upon him… Continue Reading
Out of Sight, Into Mind; chapter five, part three
I kept myself ramrod as I marched to my car because I knew better than to show fear. Once I had driven out of eyesight of the detectives, however, I allowed my body to sag. I cursed Kayla under her breath for running to Matt with her problems, Matt for beseeching me to help out,… Continue Reading
Out of Sight, Into Mind; chapter five, part two
“I’ll see Danny room now,” I said, abruptly standing up. Kayla got up as well, dashing her eyes with her arm. I followed her down a hallway until we reached the very last door. “Here it is,” she said, opening the door. I blinked in amazement at what I saw. There was a big-screen television… Continue Reading
Out of Sight, Into Mind; chapter five, part one
It had started three months ago when her coke supplier—who had also been a bouncer at her club—decided to move to Florida. He was sick of the Minnesota winters and figured he could do a booming business in the tropics. Kayla didn’t know why he thought that, but she begged him not to go. He… Continue Reading
Out of Sight, Into Mind; chapter four, part two
When I reached my room, I reached straight for the black section of my wardrobe. It was my favorite color, but I didn’t wear solid black often as it made me look like a New Yorker wannabe. I pulled on a black skirt my mom had bought me in Taiwan. It was ankle-length, but very… Continue Reading
Out of Sight, Into Mind; chapter four, part one
“Wake up, Scar.” I heard an annoying buzzing in my ear which I tried to block out by placing a pillow over my head. “Come on, Scar. Get up.” There was shaking involved, and I was ready to seriously hurt whomever was rousing me from the land of sleep. “Scar! Get your ass out of… Continue Reading
Out of Sight, Into Mind; chapter three, part two
About a year ago, Kayla graduated from booze and an occasional pot-smoking to the harder stuff. She had been having a harder time getting through her sets at works, so her stripper friends introduced her to meth, which they said worked wonders. She didn’t like it much, but she liked the energy it gave her. … Continue Reading
Out of Sight, Into Mind; chapter two, part two
“Kayla, where the fuck are you?” He burst into her bedroom without knocking. Kayla was bending over something, her body hiding whatever it was. “Fuck it, Kayla!” Matt strode over to her and knocked her gear to the ground. “Matt, what the fuck? You’re wasting some good shit! I spent three hundred dollars on that!” … Continue Reading
Out of Sight, Into Mind; chapter one, part two
“This is pretty close,” Matt commented casually, not at all agitated as he would be if it were the Red Sox in the same jam. Nevertheless, he watched closely as Nathan struggled through Rodriguez’s at bat, falling behind three and one. “Don’t worry, the Twins are going to win it.” I said it with confidence… Continue Reading