Standing at the chalk board midway through a word, the memory hit him.
Dinosaurs at Midnight By D.I. Jolly Mr. Sparkles 1 – D.I. Jolly (Part 1) As was often the case with excellent coffee, it was over too quickly; and even more unfortunately for Lloyd Birch, he wasn’t the kind of man who would ask a client for a second cup. Besides, he had a job to…
“Here we go again, damnit James, you always act like you’re the only one who lost someone that day!”
Everyone was satisfied, no one was happy.
Harry Washington, age 8 and a half, started to wonder what his mom’s hair would look like in zero gravity.
His life had been hard and he’d become hard as a result, and so was infinitely unprepared for Debbie.
“I always knew… That we were solid. That whatever shit came our way we’d take it on together. That even on days when we hated each other we would take each other’s hands and get through it, together.”
He was sitting on the steps outside the courthouse where he’d just been told that his now ex-wife was getting full custody of their child and dog.
If you were offered a potion that could make all your wildest dreams come true, but at the end of an hour you’d die, would you take it?
There is beauty in the in-between.