I was bitten, changed. Blood rust raged in my body and I resisted the urge to sink my teeth into Calvin’s neck. He sat beside me, oblivious to my mental battles. Turning he smiled at me. “Come on,” he said, […]
The pins scattered to the floor as I ripped the half sewn dress from the machine and tossed it to the ground. What was the use? No one was ever going to ask me to the dance anyway. I’d be better off knitting a […]
The branches didn’t waver as I used them to pull myself up the leafy tree. Finally, I heaved myself up onto the platform you were sitting on, waiting for me. As I watched the sunset you took a penknife from your […]
My shoes were ruby red. The colour of jellies and passionate sunsets. The summer sun filtered through the trees as we lay in the bed of your truck talking about nothing and everything at the same time.
“Don’t you dare splash me,” I threatened. You just laughed and flicked more water at me. I squealed and splashed you back. Water cascaded down your shoulders and you slicked you hair back from your forehead. […]
The meal was gourmet but Shell couldn’t eat it. The greasy looking caviar and the unidentified brown substance made her crave a hamburger. With cheese. “Are you suitably impressed?” Johnson asked and Shell […]
We met for brunch. “So,” he said biting into a croissant. “Are you seeing anyone these days?” I looked around the restaurant so that I wouldn’t have to meet his eyes. “You lost the right to ask me that a long […]
“Was that demonstation really necessary Catarina?” he asked his tone dripping with derision. I refused to answer, merely glaring at the wall behind his head. “Come on,” he implored. “Stop acting like a child.”
The swing rocked backward and forward as I sat there. He smiled at me and raised an eyebrow. ‘You got a problem?’ he asked good naturedly and I shook my head as I walked over and took the swing beside him. ‘Not […]
I’m a professional. I can’t show emotion. I have to kill. I have no choice. Life isn’t always fair but we’ve got make of it what we can so I try not to feel guilty. It isn’t like I asked for this job. Is it?
The town was bustling as I slipped through. It was busy but not the good kind of busy. Today, more so than any other day in the year, people clustered around in sad, morose bunches. Some looked angry. Some […]