Caramel Macchiato

Caramel Macchiato

“Hey!” The kid came walking back in with a sour look on his face. He was about 5’9” with slicked back blonde hair and some dumb ass sunglasses on. “You fucked up my drink. It’s supposed to be caramel, this is some chocolate shit.” +++++“What?” +++++“My...
The Kings of Sweat and Pain

The Kings of Sweat and Pain

These hands of mine can’t be trusted, they will betray me if given a chance. These hands, hardened and calloused, have splintered bones and bruised the flesh of my fellow man. It was these hands that put me in this prison sixteen years ago. These hands that wrapped...
Cherry Red Lipstick

Cherry Red Lipstick

I opened the door, and there she was, five-four, petit, attractive, her hands gripping the strap of her handbag. She flashed me a smile, her cherry-red lips thinning. +++++“Hi, Will.” +++++“Cherry? What you doing here?” +++++“Thought we could go see a film,” she said....
One Last Kiss

One Last Kiss

It might have been in the way she smiled or the way she moved, but fact is the moment I saw that girl I knew I would want her for the rest of my life. +++++It had been a long time since I’d had a woman. Some part of me had given up. I was a cashier at a grocery store....
New Driver on an Old Route

New Driver on an Old Route

According to the anchor on the News at Six, Olaf Parker was shot dead at dawn this morning delivering newspapers in his van. His body was found on the front seat, a cigarette burning near his feet, when police responded to a call from a resident who heard his van...