Sacrifice

This story was inspired by true events. Names, Dates, and locations have been changed.  PART ONE On October seventeenth 2011 Nadine Hick’s world, as she knew it, ended. After a year of fighting for custody of her son the court refused her plea, granting full custody to her child’s father, sheriff’s deputy Edward McKinney. As …

Lavender

Seth stared at the bonfire, the blue and yellow of the flames reminded him of the picture he took of her before he left. He thought back to that night and how they had to take turns tending the embers of the small fire just to keep it going. Any other person would have complained, …

High Falls

Colver woke up in the same uncomfortable fog he had woken up in for the past five days. He stunk, his head hurt, his stomach was empty, his nostrils were burning, he had some dried up puke on his t shirt, and he didn't care. He laid on his back and stared at the ceiling, …

You

What are you good at? Feeling. What do you love? Love. Then you shall be an artist. But they make no money? You love love, not money. Remember? Yes, but... But what? How will I live? If you have no outlet for your feelings, you will not. So be an artist. Feel, create, repeat. How …

Almost

He almost loved her He almost stayed He almost said no, when the west called his name. she was almost enough and He told her so, then He said she'd be fine, if she just let him go. she begged and she pleaded and he almost came back. But his freedom was sweeter than that. …

8/28/2017 (story of the day)

An incandescent array of oranges, reds, and deep purples painted the canyons and arches below her. She flew closer to the cerulean blue sky than the glittering inferno below. She wanted to see as much as possible. Happiness. Flying through the desert. Braiding herself around the limbs of juniper trees. Conversing with serpents. Running with …

jibberish

maybe I romanticize things, and that may be what I'm doing now, but the more you melted into the horizon the more I realized; I wasn't sad to see you go, I was scared. scared because you remind me of all the parts of myself that I lost along the way all the parts of myself that, …

The Promise

October 16, 1983 As they walked across the field she could feel the frosty grass crunch under her boots. Despite the heaviness of her wool sweater she was still cold, not that she minded. Rooster held her hand as they walked across land she assumed belong to a member of the club, she wasn’t sure …