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One Day
One day, Dad came in, and beat the crap out of all the villains. I don’t know how he had it in him; he always seemed like the pathetic kind of dad every kid is embarrassed by, but then, right … Continue reading
Who
Hearing the words from the sheriff hadn’t made anything more real than seeing it with my own two eyes. I had discovered him, facedown in the kitchen. I had rolled him over and searched for a pulse. I had touched … Continue reading
God of the Lost
The God of the Lost comes to everyone, at some point or another. For Jamie Doran, it was a few days after he’d been told his mother died of pneumonia, and that if he wanted, the Sheriff would take him … Continue reading
This old man
“If I’d had any sense, you know,” he says aloud, a lifetime of other thoughts folding and unfolding inside his head, “I’d never have gotten caught up in that mess.” He says mess as though the word itself were dirty, … Continue reading
Scattered
Whenever I end up reading a poignant article someone else has written that generates many, many comments because it was well-thought-out, well-written, and well-publicized, I often end up thinking about writing some kind of incredible post of my own that’s … Continue reading