MÁS RECIENTE

I look through my window and my eyes drift upward to the seven-story building. I look back at my GPS for the fifth or sixth time, making sure I’m at the right place. Again. I don’t know why I keep re-checking. Nicole already told me it would be a seven-story building when she gave me the address. The thing is, what I’m looking at right now looks absolutely nothing like the headquarters of a high-end escort service. At least not from the outside. I mean, I don’t exactly know what… Leer más

Just then, I see Gran coming through the back door from the corner of my eye. I turn toward her. She looks worried, distressed almost, but as soon as she meets my eyes, she quickly changes her expression and offers up a smile. I frown slightly, wondering why she looked so distraught just a second ago. She’s trying to hide something from me. I know it. But I also know, that as stubborn and headstrong as she is, she won’t tell me what it is. As she walks up to… Leer más

Okay, I’m pretty sure my eyebrows just jumped off my face and into my hairline—kind of like how Liams’ wanted to just moments earlier. My feet are immediately frozen in place, almost as if they’ve been physically cemented to the floor. My legs feel foreign, like a pair of oversized ice blocks, their weight suddenly too heavy for the rest of my body. A surge of ice shoots through them and flares throughout the rest of my body, making an especially notable impact as it slithers through my spine, and… Leer más

Rambunctious laughter erupts from the living room, and I immediately recognize the boisterous sound; Karl Vallemosso, grandpa’s life-long best friend. A moment later, I hear Gran’s hearty laugh as well. I take a peek in their direction from the corridor and I can’t help but smile in gratitude. I’m glad she has so many good people around her who love and support her. I’m also glad to finally see a genuinely happy smile on her face after so long. I haven’t seen or heard her smile and laugh like that… Leer más

I’d managed to beat the worst of the impending snowstorm last night, but not by much. Thankfully, the forecasts don’t expect any more snowstorms for the rest of the weekend. The memorial service doesn’t start for another two hours, but I’m already showered and dressed so I figure I’ll set the table for later. I grab a bunch of paper plates from Gran’s pantry, and I can’t help but notice how they’re vibrating, but only because the hands that are holding them are trembling. Truth be told, I couldn’t get… Leer más

“Holy shiz-nit, Trix! Are you really telling me you…” I’m not even sure I can say it out loud. I can’t bring myself to say that she fucked him. For crying out loud, I can’t even picture both of them together! It just seems way too strange. Jordan is Drake’s long-time best friend, for goodness sake, and is pretty much an older brother to Trixie by default. I guess she doesn’t see it that way, at least not anymore, and from what she’s telling me, apparently neither does he. Trixie… Leer más

I’m pacing around my apartment like a madwoman, tossing around piles of papers and clothes and everything else that’s in my way. My keys. Oh God, where the hell are my keys? My movements are getting more and more frantic with each passing second that I can’t find them. I don’t understand. I just had them. Where the fuck did they disappear to? Ugh! Of all the fucking times for something like this to happen! I run my hand through messy hair, disheveling it even further as I try to… Leer más

Even though my legs currently feel like they have the fortitude of straws, they somehow manage to carry me off into my bedroom. I absently kick my boots off my feet as I put my hair up into a ‘pineapple’; a practice that my night-time routine has dictated for the last decade or so of my life. I change into my pajamas with far more effort than I think a person should require to change clothes. Twenty minutes later, I’m lying in my bed with freshly brushed teeth, an empty… Leer más

I flip the light switch on and I’m immediately greeted by the sight of my living room; a small, confined space full of utter chaos. There are books and old newspapers scattered everywhere, littered all over the floor and the counter and the sofa, and there’s an ever-growing pile of plastic bottles in the kitchen corner that I should have taken out to recycling over a month ago. It’s messy as hell, to say the least, and a perfect reflection of my current state of mind. I just stand in… Leer más

When I finally meet her eyes again, she has this knowing smirk on her face. “What? You didn’t really think I’d be able to get by just working at the ‘Great Ole’ Mushroom’, did you?” she raises her hands and gestures to the space around her to emphasize her sarcasm. “The only reason I’m still even here is ’cause I need an alibi to keep my boyfriend from being nosy, and Larry is pretty good at covering for me. I’ll be over and done with this crapper soon enough.” I’m… Leer más