Archive for January, 2009

One of the smaller boys had the misfortune of having his head right where the next target was about to step…

“Deacon’s a jerk,” Gene said, “but it’s like he goes out of his way…”

“I feel weird talking about Daniel behind his back,” Phillip said…

“Zombie apocalypse,” Phillip said…

“This extravagance here is just a symptom of my denial…”

Jeanne moved her tray aside…

Rob was grateful for the scent of the Salisbury steak…