Accustom
The bright headlights of the car swept over the dining room window. I hid under the dining room table, gun in hand. I never thought Jimmy would drive through his […]
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Aboveboard
A molten sunbeam lanced the wooden slats in the quiet saloon. It spread over the air, over the spread of cards on the poker table’s worn green felt. The stains […]
Pierce Nahigyan 