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Category Archives: Story
Twenty-three – 07
[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] Carolyn stayed silent for what seemed like a long time—almost all the way to the bridge itself—her gaze distant, thoughtful. I almost didn’t think that she’d say anything and my … Continue reading
Twenty-three – 06
[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] “That garden there used to be special,” I guessed as she tugged me gently along the path back toward the bridge. “You guys never talk about it, though.” “No,” she … Continue reading
Twenty-three – 05
[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] Steel gray clouds had started to mass in the west by the time we stood up from our spot in the grass. Wind whispered through the branches in the trees … Continue reading
Twenty-three – 04
[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] “You’ve still got questions,” she said softly. I choked on a laugh. “Of course I do,” I said, then sighed a little. “A thousand of them. But I’m not sure … Continue reading
Twenty-three – 03
[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] I chewed on the inside of my lip, still staring at the words carved into the stone. I could no longer remember who’d done the carving, only that it seemed … Continue reading
Twenty-three – 02
[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] My throat tightened. “Because of Mom?” When they’d gone, something had been afflicting my mother for a while by then, though no one seemed to know what it was. I’d … Continue reading
Twenty-three – 01
[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] “We’ve been looking everywhere for you.” The fact that Carolyn said it so softly, so gently, made it almost worse. Sitting in the grass in front of what was supposed … Continue reading
Twenty-two – 06
[This post is from Artorius Mackenzie’s point of view.] That, of course, was the worst of it. If not me, then who? The problem was, he couldn’t come up with a good answer. Unless it was someone completely unconnected to … Continue reading
Twenty-two – 04
[This post is from Artorius Mackenzie’s point of view.] “Oh, that doesn’t sound ominous at all.” Astrid circled him slowly, arms still crossed and her brow furrowed as she stared at him. “Because, you know, it’s not like we both … Continue reading
Twenty-two – 03
[This post is from Artorius Mackenzie’s point of view.] “There are about to be about six hours of nasty storms rolling in and you’re out here?” If it had been anyone else, he probably would have heard them coming. As … Continue reading