Who Killed Hannah? – Andrew Cyr

I so have to figure out who killed, no, who murdered Hannah and why, Francis thought, staring eye-level into a half-empty wineglass as though it were her best friend, a day after Thanksgiving. Why didn’t she have the fucking Smith & Wesson I bought her last Christmas? Francis drew a syringe on an envelope. AnContinue reading “Who Killed Hannah? – Andrew Cyr”

Dusting Off Dreams – The Key – Wattpad

As a kid, Dad told me he’d leave the house key under a rock near the gazebo and that when I came home from school, it’d be there. Dad said there’d be snacks in the fridge, but to leave his salad alone, which is the first thing I wanted to eat. Since Mom died lastContinue reading “Dusting Off Dreams – The Key – Wattpad”

Guilt Is For The Guilty – Chapter 12 – Wattpad

(view the novella on Wattpad) I started to worry that Mr. Jane would ask for another “loan,” as he called the bank money, which, in a sense, was true. But technically it’s robbery. Mr. Jane paid his bills, but I’d felt he wasn’t cautious, and braggarts ruin good robberies. People who flash the stolen cashContinue reading “Guilt Is For The Guilty – Chapter 12 – Wattpad”

White Girls Get Away With … Everything

“Get out of this house right now!” Gabby said.“No,” I said. “We’re talking it out.” I folded my arms across my chest.“There’s nothing left to say.”“I can’t believe you robbed a bank.”“Didn’t think I had it in me, did you?”I took a sip of coffee then shook my head. “I didn’t. I know you wereContinue reading “White Girls Get Away With … Everything”

Nude (Mom Was Right)

I’m a virgin, she said.You’re a goddamn liar, I said.No, really. I am.And you expect me to believe that?Well, it’s the truth, she said. Want to see?See what? You’re making me nervous.Well, if we … you know … have sex, and I bleed, then I wasn’t lying.I raised a brow. And if you don’t bleed?Well,Continue reading “Nude (Mom Was Right)”

I Can Take Care of Myself, Dude!

“Get out of this bed right now, Mr.!” Nicole said, throwing a cold glass of water on me. “No more mopping around.” “What the hell was that for?” I said, crawling to a sitting position. “I was just getting up.” “Were not…” “Was too.” I stumbled to my feet. My head felt like crushed rocks,Continue reading “I Can Take Care of Myself, Dude!”

Trapped On A Ski Lift – Chapter 1 – Wattpad

“They’re not coming, are they?” Shannon said. “I’m fucking… damn it!” Shannon shook her fists and breathed through her nose loud enough for me to hear. “I can’t believe this shit. I can’t believe you!” “My head feels like crushed rocks,” I said. “Can’t you wait until later to blame me?” “Oh, you would tellContinue reading “Trapped On A Ski Lift – Chapter 1 – Wattpad”

Depression, We Need A Break  

“It’s depression, can I come in?” “Yeah…I’m kinda busy today,” I said. “I’m free next Tuesday.” “I’m busy that day, too.” “How’s tomorrow night sound?” “I have a date with anxiety.” “You’re sleeping with anxiety and me (depression)?” “You know what I lied; panic attack visits me from time-to-time,” I said. “Kinda like a side-chick,Continue reading “Depression, We Need A Break  “

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