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Thomas heard footsteps coming from the second floor and he opened his eyes without getting up. He remained on the couch in a lateral position with his head facing the couch’s back cushion and studied its design. His mouth and throat were dry and… Continue Reading “Series I: Stand Off – Chapter 8: Waking Up Silent”
Thomas arrived to Kristen’s apartment close to 1 am. He approached the door with an elegant poise close to the resemblance of an alley cat on its way home. Before he grabbed the front door knob, he stopped to think if the door had… Continue Reading “Series I: Stand Off – Chapter 7: The Letter that Begins with Red.”
From that memory relayed to the reason why he brought his phone to that camp-out. He never regretted it – he was expecting her to text him – but lying to his hometown friends about it always brought him to dwell on certain… Continue Reading “Series I: Stand Off – Chapter 6: Samurai Flower”
Thomas embraced the cool midnight air as he gently closed the door on his way out. He stepped forward after closing the door and raised his head with taking a deep breath. He glared at the moon taking each breath in. Its gleaming light… Continue Reading “Series I: Stand Off – Chapter 5: Darkness Leads”
Tom reached for the keys near Kristen’s collapsed legs. They were sprawled out in a neat row with each one overlapping a portion of the other, like a revealed hand of cards. The key-chain was at the other end of the key-ring; as if… Continue Reading “Series I – Stand Off: Chapter 4 – Pulling Thorns”
The ride was silent with Thomas still watching the lamp posts as he and Kristen passed them, driving down Geary Street. He counted them to himself until the numbers collectively became one drawn-out sequence, and as each number he counted began to lose its… Continue Reading “Series I: Stand Off – Chapter 3: The More You Know.”
After Thomas hung up the phone, he took the ear buds out of his ears and watched the street lights through the window of the moving bus. They were like spurts of illuminating orbs. As one disappeared, another took its place just as… Continue Reading “Series I: Stand Off – Chapter 2: No Turn On Red”
Thomas woke up to the birds chirping just outside of his window. His hair was a mess; he had only his boxers and undershirt on, and he yawned a few times as he lifted himself up and sat on the edge of the… Continue Reading “Series I: Stand Off – Chapter I: Answering Was Hard Enough”