That’s the thing about things. They tend to happen.

She blinked at me, then realized I was panicking. Honestly, it was like admitting to murder before being interrogated. “Ms. Davidson,” she began, but I decided to trip her up, to throw her off the trail of blood I’d left like an injured animal. “I don’t speak English.

Try writing an entire story with only a thousand words at your disposal. It’s a terrific lesson in economy and precession.

My powers of persuasion are only as strong as the bullshit I have to back it up. - Charley Davidson

If I couldn't be a good example, I'd just have to be a horrible warning.

I pointed in the general vicinity of my left ovary, "This is Beam Me Up." Then to my right. "And this is Scotty." Garret chuckled and buried his face in his hands. He asked.

I was just passing by. Saw the commotion. Figured you were involved.