Gloria looked down at her cup, watching as it darkened each time she bobbed the linen tea bag up and down. Her red hair glowed in the flicker of the fireplace.
The house was quiet, minus the chirping of the crickets and peepers outside of her cabin window. The dinner dishes sat in the sink unwashed, as she waiting for Tony to get out out of the shower. She could hear it running, imagining in her ...
Evelyn loved her mother. A saint of service, she graciously donated her time dropping off meals to those in the lower east side that did not have transportation to get the store on a regular basis. Enjoying the outings, Evelyn was eager for today’s stop to the house of an elderly widow, the wife to the late Professor Blake.
Walking to the door, through the foyer and into the kitchen, Evelyn marv...
When paranoia strikes there is little chance of convincing your brain to not see every trivial event as evidence to prove what it feels to be true. The comings and goings at odd hours of the day, the whispering tones whenever another is just an ear shot away, the faint whiffs of things that one cannot place drifting from the front door step…
They seemed quite normal when we moved in eight months...
And justly so.
She laid on the bed, facing the wall. Her breath was shallow and racing so fast the tip of her nose and the top of her cheek began to feel numb. Her legs were shaking uncontrollably, sending vibrations throughout the rest of her body causing it to appear seizure-like in short bursts.
Reminding herself to take deeper breaths, she felt the hot wetness in her eyes begin to brim and ...
Every sound inside of the office was like a monotonous metronome. The clock ticking, reminding him that each second of his life was just passing away. The clack of his fingers on the keyboard entering line after line of information, devoid of any creative spark or meaning that added anything to his life. Every sound lured him into a world that anywhere but the sterile office he found himself sitti...