• Yours Truly

    Dearest Marianna, It is with deep regret that I must write the following words. Your father has passed on. I was there when it happened, and I promise you there was nothing in my power I could do to prevent it. I would have gone in his place, if that were possible. Your brother will…

  • He Wears my Face pt 4

    Philip noticed Jordan’s change in mood when they sat down for lunch. “What’s up, man?” He opened his lunch bag and unloaded the contents onto the table. “You’ve been extra quiet today.” Jordan shrugged. He didn’t think he could explain any of this to Philip. And even if he did, there wasn’t even a slight…

  • He Wears My Face pt 3

    Jordan found it difficult to fall asleep the next few nights. But he didn’t wake up to anything strange until the following week. Just as he’d relaxed into thinking it had been a strange form of night terrors, he woke to the sensation of something sitting on his chest. And there was the awful, rotten…

  • Imaginary Friends pt 5

    Looking back now, it was all so… clear. But in the moment, who would have thought much of it? I sure didn’t. When Delilah was a baby, I loved holding her in front of the mirror. She would smile at her reflection and babble. It was adorable. She’d reach out and touch her own face…

  • Imaginary Friends pt 4

    Jennifer shrugged her coat off in the hallway and frowned at our son’s retreating back. I ruffled his curls as he passed me and skipped to his room, but I had my eyes on Jennifer. “What’s up?” I asked. “He did it again…” she whispered. “Did what?” I whispered back, trying to make her smile.…

  • Imaginary Friends pt 3

    The Johnson’s moved to the neighborhood at the end of May. The wife, Tanya, the husband, Lucas, and their six-year-old son, Martin. They moved into the big blue house with the white pillars on the wrap-around porch. My mother always loved that house. But I’d never known anyone to actually live there. My whole childhood,…

  • Imaginary Friends pt 1

    Icy fingers touched my arm, and I jerked awake. For a split second, I thought something sinister stood over me in the dark, but then my brain became alert and I realized it was my son. “Jake, what are you doing out of bed?” I rubbed my eyes and pushed myself into a sitting position.…

  • Secret Valentine

    Chris wasn’t sure what to make of it. The bear and heart-shaped box of chocolates were self-explanatory. But the card threw him off. Why don’t you have the guts to text me? I know you have my number. Chris had lots of girls’ numbers. It was one of his points of pride in his single…