The Progenitor 6: The Jedi

He walked into Open Pantry one day after Rose had worked her way from cashier to assistant manager. He asked for an application, and she tossed one across to him, but she knew she wouldn’t hire him. He was dirty. Needed a shave with a dark stubble and a mustache dripping down the corners of… Continue reading The Progenitor 6: The Jedi

The Progenitor 4: Child Support

Got up off my chair in the apartment in South Towers and I answered the door. “Hi.” Siren tried to kiss me, but I was numb to everything and walked back to my chair. “Been a day. Gotta jump in the shower, if that is okay?” But she was already taking off her shirt when… Continue reading The Progenitor 4: Child Support

Guardian’s War 19: The Battle of Normal Street, Part 2

Something wicked was on my front porch and as the knock sounded, Assassin knew exactly what it was. Something wicked was on my front porch and as the knock sounded, Shadow knew exactly what it was. Something wicked was on my front porch and as the knock sounded, Guardian knew exactly what it was. He… Continue reading Guardian’s War 19: The Battle of Normal Street, Part 2

Guardian’s War 16: The Madness of the Outcast

Things are coming to a head now. The forces that warped my life in 2001, led up to Bekah’s and my break up, and brought us to the Battle of Normal Street are all coming together to explode on me and my soulmate at the same time. We could not be ready for it. We… Continue reading Guardian’s War 16: The Madness of the Outcast

Guardian’s War 13: A Lungful of Smoke

Not asleep. Not awake. It’s after two in the morning. Bekah is asleep, and I crawl out of bed unable to fall into a solid rest. I get to the living room and I let Katherine out of her crate and the two of us sit on the couch. I am petting her. I lay… Continue reading Guardian’s War 13: A Lungful of Smoke

Guardian’s War 12: Star

We came into town and went straight to Mumble and Horrid’s house. I sent Bekah in to check on the girls, and I went to Uncle Ball’s house next door. I knocked. I let myself in. Walked around the house for a while, calling out his name. This was not usually a time of day… Continue reading Guardian’s War 12: Star

Guardian’s War 8: Packing Grasp

Five months after I made that call, I was at Mumble and Horrid’s house walking to the kitchen when I saw Star coming out of the bathroom, shielding her eyes from the door to her right. I saw this look of emotional turmoil and stopped her with a hug. “Okay, my dear sister, what is… Continue reading Guardian’s War 8: Packing Grasp

Guardian’s War 4: A Meeting with Rose

It was the phone again, and this time it was Uncle Ball. “Well, they have found medical evidence.” He sounded broken. “We know for sure now that it has happened. No one was lying. I’m just so pissed at your mother.” “Medical evidence?” “Yeah, they did an examination.” “Why are you pissed at Rose?” I… Continue reading Guardian’s War 4: A Meeting with Rose

Guardian’s War 3: A Thank You

All the way home, Guardian raged. So many times, he broke down crying. He cursed everything he knew, and he hurt. But more than anything else, Guardian was shutting down. They say that when you are freezing to death your body starts to shut down its extremities. Your fingers stop working and die first, along… Continue reading Guardian’s War 3: A Thank You

Guardian’s War 2: The Heat

There is a great movie out there with legendary actors called Heat. It has Robert Deniro and Al Pacino and about two dozen other brilliant people in it. When I think about this moment in my life, a quote from that movie always rushes to me. Bobby Deniro and Al Pacino are sitting at a… Continue reading Guardian’s War 2: The Heat