“Do you want a divorce?”
“No, I want to move.”
Silver Bottle, Episode 20
I remember sitting in the judge’s chambers, swinging my feet from an oversized leather chair and wishing I could find a way home again.
This Textured Darkness, #108
He led her to a barren hall, no wolves at their feet, until they reached an archway that took up most of the wall. All sense of time and place had been lost.
Silver Bottle, Episode 19
The day after Easter, Mother disappeared. She didn’t leave a note, not even for Grandma. She left everything: her clothes, the silver bottle, the whiskey and her… Read more “Silver Bottle, Episode 19”
This Textured Darkness, #107
On the morning of the 8th day, they’d untied her and she managed to feed him herself, allowing him to nurse as long as he wanted so he wouldn’t cry when present to the Tu’el.
Silver Bottle, Episode 18
I lost the friends I had. I got nudged out of line by Jane Lee Veach, tried once more and got kicked by Vera, and never tried again.
That Textured Darkness, 106
He said, “If you do not rid yourself of this child, bring it to me after it is born, and I will give you a new name. But remember, I will take only what you give.”
Silver Bottle, Episode 17
“All those bottles,” Grandma looked out the window. “Why doesn’t she wait until dark and bury them in the back yard?”
This Textured Darkness, #105
The cry of a carrion crow brought him out of his reverie. He realized that while he’d been staring at her, she’d been staring at him.
Silver Bottle, Episode 16
She slapped me. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I’d known she wanted to slap me since the day I told her the music was bad.
