Stop Slamming The Door (Please Stay)

Drizzle slapped rattled windows, and joyless smiles in cracked slanted frames collect memories of dust to a heart of distrust, rearranging rusty door hinges on a careless phrase—beyond that of a shout—tucked in your back pocket, let out when you left just like before. Faces of traces of indecision send chills the length of myContinue reading “Stop Slamming The Door (Please Stay)”

Make it look like an Accident

“Life insurance,” Alison said. “What are you getting at?” Virgil lifts a brow. “Aunt Karla is old, and—” “Oh, no, you don’t!” Virgil said through his bared piano white teeth.  “It’s about time she died,” Alison said. “Besides, she has the money we need. Life insurance.” “Wait.” Virgil leaned in and whispered, “What are youContinue reading “Make it look like an Accident”

Jackie’s Puddle

It was February 12, 1995, when I lost my virginity to a girl. A girl I called a friend and nothing more  — at least not until that February night. Jackie breathed deep. And the quickened rise and fall of my chest went without saying. R. Kelly played in the background. Your Body’s Callin’, to be specific.Continue reading “Jackie’s Puddle”

Coffee After Midnight (I Slept With Your Sister)

What the fuck am I doing here? I threw her satin blankets off my naked body and shuffled to my feet, shoving my feet in my jeans. I woke up in the wrong bed with the wrong girl—again. “Tell me how to change your mind?” Rachel said.“You can’t—”“Over coffee, after midnight,” Rachel said.The molecules raceContinue reading “Coffee After Midnight (I Slept With Your Sister)”

Love at a Cemetery

(© 2021 AC) (Erica Orloff edited this short story. All of my short stories on Kindle are professionally edited.) (Wattpad, Amazon Kindle.)

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”

Buried Alive

Shannon hated her mother. I didn’t care for the woman either, but I had no reason to see her dead, at least not at first. But Shannon, Shannon wanted the bitch dead as fuck. I couldn’t reconcile the sweet, long blonde-haired churchgoing girl with the vicious, spoiled brat. But here she was, and here IContinue reading “Buried Alive”

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