(Fiction) Chimerisma

I sat on a chair in the hospital and swung my feet back and forth. My dad was talking to the police in the other room. Mr. Étranger walked over and sat next to me. He had a cane. He looked a little better. But not much. He sat down and we waited together. “Thank …

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(Fiction) To catch a waking nightmare

Mr. Étranger watched her fly into the night. He turned to me. “Do you know her?” I sniffed. My cheeks were red from running in the cold. I could hear a semi pass on the big freeway down by McDonald’s. “We were lovers. For a while. You’d better come in. There won’t be much time.” …

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