• Sarah commented on the post, puncture 6 years, 10 months ago

    He shuddered, hand pressed against his abdomen and already slick with blood. I pulled him over to the bed and forced him down, ordering him to keep pressure while I dashed about pulling together a makeshift first aid kit.

  • Sarah commented on the post, secret 6 years, 10 months ago

    I knew from the day I met him that I could never tell my parents.

    He was filthy, matted hair hanging down to his shoulders and mud streaked across his face. His clothes were more rags than clothes, barely […]

  • Sarah commented on the post, dwell 6 years, 12 months ago

    I live here, in my cave. It’s a good spot to hide, to keep away from it all. No one has ever found me here. In fact, only one person has ever even been, and they understood the need to knock, and the need to back […]

  • Sarah commented on the post, dilemma 7 years ago

    “I can’t help you.”

    That was it. After everything I’d done for you, you couldn’t help me.

    Thanks a lot.

  • Sarah commented on the post, stunt 7 years ago

    “What were you thinking?”
    He said nothing, just looked down and examined his shoelaces.
    “You could have been killed!”
    He still didn’t reply, now gazing intently at the dust patterns surrounding his feet.

  • Sarah commented on the post, leading 7 years ago

    She took his hand and they were off, kicking up pollen into the air and making it shine gold and bright and happy, and he in that moment knew that he loved her, that he would do anything for her and to have her […]

  • Sarah commented on the post, lodge 7 years ago

    “It’s really stuck in there,” he called, giving the car an almighty push as I revved the engine. “You’re gonna need to bring old Rosie down to haul it out.”
    Fuck. Rosie. The bitchiest horse to have ever lived, […]

  • Sarah commented on the post, quest 7 years ago

    Brin came to me when I felt I needed a trip. But not just any trip. I’d tried those, but they never seemed to quite fit. But then Brin showed up, and I began slightly regretting my earlier dreams of adventure.

  • Sarah commented on the post, calling 7 years, 1 month ago

    I never found my calling. I guess it just didn’t call loud enough. He did, though. So while I was left sitting at home he was off chasing dreams and stars too far for me to fathom.

  • Sarah commented on the post, pile 7 years, 1 month ago

    Jim never did do the washing. His dirty clothes collected in a rumpled pile in the corner, which Bryson would jump into with glee, still too young to find the idea of a teenaged boy’s used clothes repulsive.