Winter Rain, part 72
Filed in Winter Rain, Mar 31, 2009, 01:55The kitchen is deserted as I enter. Garvey hangs back, looking in from the cold, but seems unwilling to pass while I fill the doorway. I hop a little further inside and lean back, shifting half my weight into my arm—not the damaged leg—to hold the door open. Pain shoots up from my knuckles and [...]
Winter Rain, part 71
Filed in Winter Rain, Mar 24, 2009, 00:46Fucking Brennan. Fucking. Goddamned. Brennan. Of all the days . . . . There’s something hard under my foot. A rock. I kneel down to pick it up. The surface is cold and smooth in my hand—heavy. My fist tightens around it, and keeps tightening. My nails start to bite into my skin. But it doesn’t help. Like a wave, the anger spreads, up from my [...]
Winter Rain, part 70
Filed in Winter Rain, Mar 9, 2009, 11:41The night grows suddenly brighter and Garvey snaps upright at the sound of the kitchen door banging open. It slams shut again, hard, as I turn. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Brennan shouts. Garvey leaps to his feet, snarling, and I grab at him to pull him back. A shock of pain rolls through my [...]
Winter Rain, part 69
Filed in Winter Rain, Mar 4, 2009, 00:43Chapter 7 The small shed is well-hidden in bushes—much further from the house than I’d expected—and the light is failing quickly. Maybe I should have carried my clothes back and dressed with Torrin—these eyes and this light . . . . Yeah, and likely passed out. Idiot. Anyway, Garvey seems to know the way. Something tall and dark moves away from the shed [...]
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