Alfie had what the McConnells requested. After this exchange, he’d have enough money to call it a night. He pressed the call button outside the gate.
He waited in the dark—the glass from the overhead light sprinkled on the sidewalk. Alfie wondered what—or who—broke it.
I smile at everyone that passes by, but it’s rare that anyone acknowledges me.
Hollering, broken things, tears. This is what’s left in the wake of his unhinged emotions—the wrath of his fury felt by all when his demands are not met.
They watched Cole. He hated audiences, despised being the center of attention. But there he sat, an exhibition for others to behold. Their eyes fixed on him. It made his skin squirm, like cockroaches skittering across his body.
Humans and the Visitors are indistinguishable from one another. We look alike. Breathe and eat alike. Even our mating rituals are similar.
I lie motionless as dirt is poured over me. The sun gives way to blackness. Earth fills the space around me.
Faces flash before me. The world is a blur. All the colors melt into each other.
The first thing I noticed? Her eyes. Round and dark. Mysterious. Continue reading “Lost Love”
The padlock clicks shut. He doesn’t say a word. Stands and stares down at me, eyes marbled with cracks of red. He’s well over six feet, probably two hundred thirty pounds. There’s an unexpected tenderness to him. Continue reading “Restraint”
