I suggested coffee and moving to the living room. Martinez must have had similar thoughts to mine because he agreed with alacrity. I went into the kitchen to brew the coffee, insisting that he leave the dishes for later. I’d make Matt do them when he got home if I had to, but I wasn’t… Continue Reading
Out of Sight, Into Mind; chapter thirteen, part one
The minute I got home, I got to work. First, however, I laughed at the bouquet of daffodils that Matt had left for me on the dining room table, wishing me luck with my date. He ended the note with a terse, ‘You were right’. I knew we’d have to talk about it, but I… Continue Reading
Out of Sight, Into Mind; chapter twelve, part two
“Auntie Scar, are you leaving again?” Her voice was reproachful, and I turned to find an upset Banana staring at me. “Banana, I just need some air,” I said, trying to smile. I also tried to calm the rage inside because I didn’t want to unnerve Banana any more than she already was. “Uncle Bobby… Continue Reading
Out of Sight, Into Mind; chapter twelve, part one
“You alive?” I asked, poking Matt in the stomach. He was sprawled out on my bed and appeared to be dead to the world after a rousing round of sex. “Hey, do I need to call 9-1-1? You did say you wanted to die in the saddle.” “Water,” Matt croaked, his arms and legs splayed… Continue Reading
Out of Sight, Into Mind; chapter eleven, part three
“Mr. Digs,” I purred, putting the act on again. I placed my hand in his and let my fingers tickle his palm. “My name is Scarlett Hsu. It’s a real pleasure to meet you.” I was gratified to see that Digger hadn’t tired of women and had reacted nicely to my overture by grinning like… Continue Reading
Out of Sight, Into Mind; chapter eleven, part two
“But not like that,” Matt said, gesturing to my dress. I stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek, leaving an impression of my lips behind. Great, I’d have to check my lip gloss before I left. As I was about to step back, Matt grabbed me by the hips and pulled me closer. … Continue Reading
Out of Sight, Into Mind; chapter eleven, part one
“Shit. The cops think Kayla was taken,” Matt said the second I walked into the apartment. His hair was a mess, and it was clear that he’d had a beer or five. He had a fresh one in his hand, and he wasn’t just sipping it. I plucked it from his fingers and drank the… Continue Reading
Out of Sight, Into Mind; chapter ten, part one
I awoke the next day at noon. I hadn’t gone to bed until the wee hours of the morning as I was too hyped from the two naps. I went into the kitchen to see what I could dig up. As I was about to pull some bread out of the freezer, I remembered that… Continue Reading
Out of Sight, Into Mind; chapter nine, part three
In my room, I halted before my closet, deciding to see if I could contact Danny again. I sat on my bed and closed my eyes, willing his image to come to me. I breathed deeply, knowing I couldn’t force anything. Danny had to be willing to have me in his head in the first… Continue Reading
Out of Sight, Into Mind; chapter nine, part two
“Hi, honey, I’m home,” I called out, throwing my purse on the ground. All I wanted was something to eat, perhaps a roll in a hay, and a hot shower. I went into the living room where Matt was staring at the television. Though he had it on the Sox game, he wasn’t really watching. … Continue Reading