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Brody Creek – PART EIGHT | Homecoming

I Never Talked To Him About It. I was too–what’s the word? Blindsided? Shocked? Bewildered?–scared out of my fucking mind, pardon my french. He walked away, alone. I assumed he [...]

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Mary, Mary

Yes, for all intents and purposes, he is guilty. He picked off their lives as if they were nothing more than lint on a sweater. Still, part of me wonders if that is how he saw it; what he did. [...]

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Brody Creek – PART SEVEN | A Dream Within a Dream

Have you ever felt like you were dreaming when you were awake? Like things that should line up don’t? Little things like a raven flies by and lands on a telephone wire, you know this [...]