Border, KS

Isn't Kansas a little northern for Southern Gothic? (Updates Tuesday and Thursday)

Category: Book 1 Chapter 2

2.9 Proper Notice

Inside the warehouse was cooler than the warm and sticky outside, although it was still a thing of relativity. In a few minutes the cool was going to be worse than outside simply because the air was still, where the hot at least had a breeze. And with the corpse lying there, the stillness was […]

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2.8 The Deputy’s Big Day Part II

Thousands of strands of emerald ivy crawled up the fronts of crimson bricked buildings, all rolling by the tinted window of the Ford Crown Victoria. It gave the world a muted look, like a documentary about crumbling facades. The heat and humidity of late summer beaded the plants with what looked to be water and […]

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2.7 The Wrong Lessons

Siobhan watched the group of girls warily as they approached. While they had all sorts of looks there was a general peppiness about them that made her nervous. She wondered, briefly, if they were like Tyrannosauruses; if she stayed still would they not see her until the bell rang? She was prepared for a lot […]

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2.6 Backpfeifengesicht

Siobhan’s hand hurt a little bit, but it was totally worth it. Letter jacket went down hard, falling to the ground in shock and pain as his hand went quickly up to his nose. “I think you broke my nose, you bitch!” “I did not, in fact, break your nose.” Siobhan responded calmly, as she […]

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2.5 Timely Reminiscence

“So I understand you have two daughters and a son? Which school are they going to?” Marshal Alexander asked as Walter settled himself into the man’s office. It was the largest in the station but not excessive, and kept neat with what Walt now knew was a military precision. Framed pictures sat in regimental rows […]

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2.4 Downhill for Antigone and Siobhan

Things went downhill almost immediately. Arrayed in long rows at the entrance to the school were seniors, boys and girls, in letter jackets and cheer outfits. That alone would have made Siobhan roll her eyes, as that much civic pride oozing from every spray tanned orifice couldn’t be healthy. Siobhan was pretty sure it caused […]

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2.3 The Calculations of Antigone Richards

Antigone Richards checked her outfit carefully, making sure that everything was precisely ordered for maximum effect. Free spirited, but not too free spirited. Approachable, without being dumpy. Obviously caring, but without too much care being obvious. It was a delicate dance, and she had carefully applied the lessons she learned from the last time they […]

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2.2 Our Top Man

Walter wrapped an arm around whatever had hit him, even as the momentum carried them both to the floor. Before he hit the floor he had his pistol out and pointed down while he assessed the situation, and the person in a subduing headlock. And it was a person, it turned out, a young man […]

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2.1 The Deputy’s Big Day Part I

With a last low purr from the engine, Walter glided his motorcycle into the last open employee parking spot at the Border Police Department building, in the Old Market district of downtown. Built of old brick, it claimed to still have pieces of it dating to the founding of the city in the 19th Century. […]

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2.0 Breakfast

By himself, Walter Richards would eat quietly and quickly. Probably microwave eggs and enough coffee to kill a horse. As it was he had fresh scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast ready for his children when they woke up for their first day at a new school. He had to remind himself that no plan survived […]

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