Mixtape

Mixtape

The box was heavy. What the hell was in it anyway? At least it was the last one. Bobby had spent the day moving his ancient crap from his parents’ house — their sold house — to his apartment. And with this final carload and this final cardboard dumbbell, it was over....
Beautiful Scars

Beautiful Scars

“What happened to his face? Did he fall on a cheese grater?” the kid said, laughing. Terry didn’t know him; he was Rudy’s friend. “Geez, keep it down, he’s right there,” Rudy mumbled to the boy, averting his gaze from Terry’s own. “He was in a fire.” “They forgot to...
Drop the Remainder

Drop the Remainder

"System status, Hermes?" Dan asked the empty room. "Everything is great, Dan," came the almost too human, too perfect voice out of the air. "How are you?" Dan smiled. "Yeah, pretty good buddy, pretty good. But ask me again in fifty...