Border, KS

The back room that he took them to wasn’t the one that Antigone expected to go to. They passed one that looked like it should, dark and with a crystal ball in the center. But they passed it and went back to another room, set up more like a conference room then with any faux […]

The shop was dark as Antigone stepped into it, and it smelled like…well, like it should. Like herbs and must, like dark and secret places, which she immediately recognized as fake. She watched as Siobhan walked forward boldly and sighed, moving to follow her. “You know if we get murdered by a crazy not-charlatan together, […]

“Do you think he saw you?” Lacey asked once they were beyond the large glass windows at the front of the bar and grill. “He saw us.” Both Antigone and Siobhan answered in simultaneous deadpan. “We haven’t been living good enough for him to have not.” Siobhan clarified, shaking her head. “Worst part is he […]

Cop bars tend to have a universal feeling to them, even if the decor is completely different. Walter had been to one in Los Angeles that was all brushed steel and glass, but it had still felt the same. Solid like the ages itself, and quietly cynical like a twenty year beat cop. It might […]

Chapter 4: Progress The weekend passed in blissful and uneventful ease. Antigone and Siobhan went to their extra-curricular activities, and Walter spent most of the weekend trying not to pick at his stitches. Monday came and, despite the Marshal’s protests he did not have to, Walter was back in to work at 7:30 AM. By […]

A few hours passed and the house was pulled into a different kind of quiet, that of restful sleep punctuated by occasional snoring. Antigone and Siobhan pulled their mattresses to the single door that separated their room and slept, if not side-by-side then as close as possible. In their dreams they saw the rings of […]

There are many kinds of silence a house can have. A still silence of emptiness when all the residents are gone, or the heart-broken silence of a loss. The tense silence of a fight, or the warm silence of a quiet night when all is right in the world. The police brought an ambulance with […]

“Get back!” Walter shouted as the man came at him. The man was so fast all he had time to do was get his hands in vaguely the right place to move the thrust. As the other man bowled in to him Walter managed to push just enough that when he was slammed back into […]

Morgan paused at that, still as a statue while Walter finished putting the coffee into the single cup maker and set it. “I’m sorry.” She offered. For a moment the only sounds in the room were the coffee maker, and the background noises of all houses. “It was…important to the two of you?” Walter nodded […]

The sounds of music left the front porch of the Richards house like smoke on an evening breeze. Smoke also left the front porch on an evening breeze, as Walter reclined on a chair with a cigar in an ash tray next to him. A glass rested next to it, water condensing on the outside […]