Jesse Teller

Tag: Aunt Breezy

  • The Sin Eater 29: The Final Hand

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    The story I just told you is ugly, evil, and repugnant, and I tried not to tell it. I cared about my cousins and I didn’t want them to know what their dad was, because they had such a great relationship and he was such a good dad. Facebook will do that to you. It…

  • The Sin Eater 28: Foul Water

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    “Is this what they look like now?” I asked Grandma Mocking. It had been over two years since I had been back to Waynesville to see anyone, and I chose to start my attack here. “Yup, that is them. There is sweet Dewdrop and that is Ball’s Little Man. You would be so proud of…

  • The Sin Eater 26: Rabbits

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    “Just let me lay here for a minute. Trashy’s trying to make me scare everybody off. I just need to lay here long enough for her to leave. I don’t want everybody to leave. I want to be right here. On this bed. Next to you,” Artist whispers to Bekah. A floppy drunken hand plops…

  • The Sin Eater 25: There’s Lust in the Backwoods

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    I’m at home. Just got out of Pizza Hut and I have a full belly. No one around at all. Quiet, til he pulls up, and I hear Billy Joel. The door is open before the knock. He steps in and puts his hands on his waist and looks at his feet. “Get in the…

  • The Sin Eater 22: Aunt Breezy Part 2

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    “She was at her mom’s the other day and I had a girl lined up,” Uncle Ball said. “Got a babysitter. Girl was only 15 but a piece of ass. I looked at her and smiled and said, ‘You sucking dick yet?’ She kinda squirmed a little and nodded. I wanted to see what she…

  • The Sin Eater 20: The Porch

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    It went on. I started to dread seeing him at times. Sometimes I would call him just to see what he was doing. He would come over and talk, or we would go for a ride. Things would be good for a while. He would be funny. I would see him in there again. Then…

  • The Sin Eater 19: To Kill A Man

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    You never got much notice on a thing like this. Maybe a day, maybe two. Rose complained, but the women of the Mocking family have little power, and she knew not to fight it. “Just remember he’s a pathological liar,” Rose said as I made for the door. “You can’t believe anything that Ball says.…

  • The Sin Eater 16: One Day

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    Me and Ty went through a Simon and Garfunkel phase. He had a car and I didn’t. It was a white compact car and it had been his father’s. We were both in choir and we were both stars. He took Simon, I took Garfunkel. Simon is lead. We learned every word. I learned every…

  • The Sin Eater 15: Aunt Breezy Part 1

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    He came and got me for this one. He landed that Wal-Mart job that winter. He was a night cleanup man. Big machines like Zambonis that, only four feet tall and five long, had to go over the entire store. The bottom had a squeegee on it and that became Uncle Ball’s life. Every Tuesday…

  • The Shieldmaidens 14: Lioness

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    And I bow as I step onto the dance floor, and the strings strain, and the bodies around us move. Bodies of abusers and saviors. Rose dances with Olsen, Destiny with Tiger. The music plays, we all twirl, and I take each of the next stories out onto the floor. The waltz is the most…