Lost Confessions: Living Room 3

Alright, I am almost positive the guy’s name is Patron. I talked to my landlord again today, this time with Marigold herself. She said there were a lot of mixed signs. One guy (Tony) had dark hair ’til the day he died. One guy (her father, Patron) would be wearing a suit and might be… Continue reading Lost Confessions: Living Room 3

Lost Confessions: Living Room 1

It is happening in the living room for god sakes! That is kinda funny if you think about it, lol. He isn’t really scary. He is kinda boring looking. He has short hair and is sort of balding. He is wearing a suit. He has a bag or a briefcase with him. I can’t really… Continue reading Lost Confessions: Living Room 1

Smilin’ Jack, Part 4

Darkness and Job’s couch. I was asleep, and though lightning and rain raged out beyond the door, I was safe. Safe from homelessness, safe from starvation. But barely. Job had opened his house to me, had lent me succor from the streets. But I could not work. I was too far gone for that. I… Continue reading Smilin’ Jack, Part 4