Jesse Teller

Tag: Uncle Ball

  • The Sin Eater 24: The King is Dead

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    No one ever to my knowledge touched his medicine tray. We all knew where it sat. There was a kinda wide hallway that went from the front of the house to the back. Off that hallway was the tiny bathroom. Right as you entered it, to the left sat a chest of drawers. On top…

  • The Sin Eater 23: Hand After Hand Part 3

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    I’m like one of those video games where your gun never runs out of ammo. It’s 5:45 a.m. but I’ve only been writing for seven hours. I will finish this story today. I do not yet see the end, but I can’t really do much more of this. This much ugly and this much evil…

  • 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 17: The Mocking Family Reunion

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    Me and Ty went through a Simon and Garfunkel phase. I am just a poor boy Though my story’s seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles Such are promises I copied the tape so I could practice for our rides and I was getting good. I had all the harmonies…

  • 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 Sin Eater 14: Aunt Easy Part 3

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    I don’t want to be here. I just went to a graduation party for a kid who is really important to me. I wrote all through last night, almost 11,000 words, starting with Aunt Easy Part 1 and ending where you just turned the page. I want to go hang out with my family. I…

  • The Sin Eater 13: Hand After Hand Part 1

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    There were so many things going on at this time in my life that I really can’t nail any of it down. I’m going to throw a few things around. Let’s call it a few hands of poker. Some are wins where I pull in the pot. A lot of them are losses, times I…