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Kevin's Homecoming
Present Kevin Fletcher sat on the edge of the bunk and waited; his eyebrows furrowed in deep thought. A nervous twisted knot roiled within his gut. The thin mattress, already stripped bare, reeked of stale blood, emesis, and urine. He gazed up at the bars to his cell, now closed for his protection, instead of imprisoning him within. He was unaware of the approaching footsteps, and instead, dwelt on the feeling of dread that encroached from beyond the prison walls. The jangle of keys stirred him from his thoughts, and he looked up as Jordon Brown approached his cell door with two other guards at his side.
By Eddie Dollgener5 years ago in Criminal
Kevin's Homecoming
PRESENT Pine Springs seemed eerily quiet compared to the hustle of prison life the day Kevin returned to his hometown. A city worker stood on a ladder next to a light pole installing Easter decorations. The passenger bus came into view at the far end of Main Street, which ran through the center of town. The worker waved to the bus as it approached, and the driver honked as he passed by. The bus continued onward toward the other end of Main Street where the Texaco gas station sat.
By Eddie Dollgener5 years ago in Criminal
Kevin's Homecoming
Present Thin clouds were all that remained of the showers that had passed through earlier in the day. Puddles of water sat in depressions on the street and under some ancient trees surrounding the cemetery. A gentle breeze shook the remaining drops of rain from the leaves on the trees here and there, causing ripples to dance across the surface of the water. Kevin stood in the warm morning sun above Carla’s grave. There was still a hint of pain in his eyes and voice as he began to speak as if she was right there with him.
By Eddie Dollgener5 years ago in Criminal
Kevin's Homecoming
Present Mark Fletcher pulled into the drive at the side of the house. The rain beat against the windshield and obscured almost every detail beyond the hood. With each pass of the wiper blades, he caught glimpses of the porch and yard. No lights were shone out from the lower half of the house, which he half expected. Dad never turned on his lights until late evening when the shadows nearly hid everything. He peered through the top of the windshield up to the second floor and saw the faint yellow glow from the center window.
By Eddie Dollgener5 years ago in Criminal
Bundle of Joy!
"Babe, I can't even count how many times we've tried to conceive. I'm over it. I just want to be done trying. I don't want to try anymore." Xavier's wife Rylee sadly expressed. As she sat on the toilet and looked at the negative pregnancy test she contemplated on how she felt like a failure for not being able to give her husband what he desperately wanted more than anything...a child. Standing six foot four with a chiseled, muscular frame and skin as chocolate as a Hershey bar, Xavier kneeled down to his wife and looked her right in the eyes.
By Tralandice Hogan5 years ago in Criminal
Blissful Ignorance
Prologue: It has never been easy for me to say what I feel. For some reason, my tongue would fail to pronounce what I wanted to say. Even when confronted, I could never properly convey my emotions, I would just swallow my pride and quickly resolve the matter. However, when I would write, it was like magic. I could make up the best scenarios, say all the right things, and always touch the readers’ hearts. A lot of people would always comment on how I was different through text as well, because at least then I could convey what my intentions and heart were at. Every single thing I have said or done was intentional, with purpose, with calculation. My mind and feelings were always silenced and bottled away.
By Maria Romero5 years ago in Criminal
Never Drink & Talk
Sheriff Sly Thoth walked his lunch plate into the kitchen of Belle's Bed and Breakfast. Although, it hadn't been just a breakfast in decades. Belle loved to feed people. And Sly suspected the extra income from the additional meals helped her maintain the lifestyle she enjoyed and allowed her to support her favorite Pair-a-dice Charities. Every charity in Pair-a-dice was her favorite.
By Lucia Kuhl5 years ago in Criminal
