All through elementary, middle, and high school Beth mercilessly bullied Cassie. She called her names, spread rumors about her, sabotaged her friendships and relationships, and generally made it her daily mission to torture and torment Cassie. And through it all she had no idea why Beth hated her so much. She just knew that Beth hated her.
“Did I ever tell you girls about my time in Vietnam?”
You know when you are near a creek and you can smell it? Like an oncoming rain through the trees? It was masked by the smoke and I couldn’t hear it either. I was starting to get worried.
“WARNING. Ferguson, MO has been closed off to non-residents due to recent violent activity. Anyone attempting to enter must prove residency or will be subject to arrest per Governor Jay Nixon’s orders. No exceptions will be given.”
Nevermind that, the children go alone
Kind of like they always have.
“Just keep in mind for the next few days that we’re in Louisville, Kentucky. Not London. Not even New York. This is a weird place.”
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A short story based on “The Spectre Bride” by William Harrison Ainsworth
“Well, I’m pretty sure this will get us through the weekend,” I said holding up the bottle of American Honey, marveling at the cold amber color of the liquor, sliding through the huge 1.75 ml bottle…
It was dark atop the bridge. About as dark as it would get on the wrong side of midnight…