Alisha Vanished – Chapter 4 – Wattpad Version

(Updating) “Don’t get me started!” I said. “I was in a hurry.” I had a mini-shovel in my trunk and gardening gloves. What?  I’m not a criminal. I had to take what I could find. It’s not like Alisha gave me notice. I dropped everything, even my dick in my hand, which I was jerkingContinue reading “Alisha Vanished – Chapter 4 – Wattpad Version”

Alisha Vanished – Chapter 3 – Wattpad Version

“Here,” Alisha said, throwing me a ten-pound bundle of rope. Okay, I don’t know that it was ten pounds, but it sure feels like it. Sure, I’d gone running every day, but lifting weights wasn’t my thing, and my back sure took a hit already. And my head feels like crushed rocks. I check myContinue reading “Alisha Vanished – Chapter 3 – Wattpad Version”

Guilt is for the Guilty – Chapter 14 – Wattpad Version

“You sure you’re ready for this?” Jenna asked. For once, I’d felt a nervousness in her voice that I hadn’t felt in forever. Maybe she wasn’t through with me. Perhaps me doing anything to gain her father’s blessing made her heart leap with what I could only call love. Whatever it was that changed gaveContinue reading “Guilt is for the Guilty – Chapter 14 – Wattpad Version”

Guilt is for the Guilty – Chapter 6 – Wattpad Version

We arrived at a county jail. I’d never seen the inside of a prison, and I didn’t want to now. I know snitches get stitches, but I was going to snitch the fuck out of Robert. I’m not going down for something I didn’t do. “Get off me!” I struggled as the officers guided usContinue reading “Guilt is for the Guilty – Chapter 6 – Wattpad Version”

The Wrong Kid – Chapter 2 (Wattpad Version)

“What’s he doing here?” Eleanor said as she threw her cigarette into a glass of water. “He’s not welcome here.” Eleanor clenched her fists and moved in for the kill. Jenna stood directly in front of Eleanor, placing her upright palm on her chest. “What’s gotten into you, Mom?” “Don’t backtalk me,” Eleanor said. “YouContinue reading “The Wrong Kid – Chapter 2 (Wattpad Version)”

Shannon’s Window

(updated repost) It was the summer of 1994 — I’d lived in Seattle, Washington, across the street from Shannon. Our house needed some work, to say the least. It was a fixer-upper for sure. Dad was good with his hands and believed he could restore the home to its original state. I wasn’t so sure.Continue reading “Shannon’s Window”

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