Chapter Forty: At the Heart of Farfeeza
Bradlee got off the phone with Priss Valdez and reflected on their conversation. She was unhappy and, as usual, she conveyed her unhappiness in upbeat tones. “I...
Read MoreBradlee got off the phone with Priss Valdez and reflected on their conversation. She was unhappy and, as usual, she conveyed her unhappiness in upbeat tones. “I...
Read MoreAs soon as he had said it Boyle knew he’d made a terrible mistake and that Bryson was in trouble. He didn’t give a fuck about Felix but he wasn’t...
Read MoreLeonard Bryson looked at the sandwich he had prepared for lunch with distaste. He was eating because he must but there was no pleasure in it. The cold venison and...
Read MoreThe northeast coast of Lake Superior was wild land. They drove for days without seeing a soul. It was the end of the day, the sun low in the sky around nine...
Read Morewinter reveals what spring buries in green drought undresses the creek bed and shore exposes the root the sun lies shattered on ice rain peels the paint wind strips the...
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