The eyes that stare back.

Jackson gripped his sink for dear life. Its cool porcelain centered him and allowed the world to stop spinning, if only for a moment. The previous night's liquor weighed heavily on his belly and kept threatening to come back up. He gazed at the sickly pale figure in the mirror behind his sink. "You've got … Continue reading The eyes that stare back.

Friday Fictioneers First Attempt

“He killed a man over a sandwich?” Colin asked disgusted at the scene before him. “Weird isn’t it?” Mark said. “The man asked for no pickle and it had pickle. He took two bites of the thing and went berserk.” “Police work makes you realize just how crazy some people can be…” “Well hold on, … Continue reading Friday Fictioneers First Attempt