Archive for January, 2009
Mr. Walsh had a huge grin on his face…
A small red light on his phone blinked, indicating messages waiting for him…
The elevator was far older than Phillip…
“Yeah,” Rob said. He pulled his backpack loose and checked its zipper…
“Make me, Jeannie-in-the-Bottle,” Deacon sneered…
“Hey, isn’t that…?” Gene said, pointing ahead…
“Not that good,” Jeanne said. She kicked a small pebble…