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From The Car To The E.R. – by: Jake

At Chris's suggestion, we stopped off at the grocery store looking like total hooligans and picked up a bag of frozen peas for Rissa's face. Then when we got to the ER we sat in the parking lot for a minute to get our bearings. "What are we going to say in there?" I asked… Continue reading From The Car To The E.R. – by: Jake

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Let It Go – by: Jake

The bedroom door opened and I heard a scared voice say, "Dad, just let it go." He stood up slowly, his arm pushing off his bent knee with a sudden weariness. He sat on the creaking, sinking bed, still holding the gun with two hands, shaking it In the general direction of my ear. I… Continue reading Let It Go – by: Jake

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Botched Attempt – by: Jake

“This is so messed up” Chris said. “I’m waiting out here." I took a few breaths and walked through the living room to where I could hear the muffled crying. It was getting louder and sounded like it was coming from a door on the other side of the dining room. Perhaps that lead into… Continue reading Botched Attempt – by: Jake

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Song For the Weekend – Juanita by Gram Parsons, Sung by Emmy Lou and Sheryl Crow

No affection were the words That stuck on my mind When she walked out on me For the very last time Oh, mama, sweet mama Can you tell me what to say I don't know what i've done To be treated this way In a cold dirty room That's where i found myself With a… Continue reading Song For the Weekend – Juanita by Gram Parsons, Sung by Emmy Lou and Sheryl Crow

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Scrambling – by: Jake

I crouched shivering in the ceramic bathtub in my boxers with my phone pressed against my ear. How perfect that  the only person that could help me right now probably wanted me dead anyway. I was a little surprised when he answered Odette's phone but I didn't have time to waste by asking questions. "Chris,"… Continue reading Scrambling – by: Jake

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Guns, Guts and Glory – by: Jake

Rissa's dad squeezed in past the door, shut us both in the bathroom and offered me a seat with a smile, pointing to the toilet. I put the lid down and sat on it with my hands between my knees. I was literally shaking. He made himself comfortable on the edge of the bathtub, pushing… Continue reading Guns, Guts and Glory – by: Jake

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Dark Room- by: Jake

The stabbing in my chest jolted me awake. I coughed and again the pain seared through my body and I yelled in agony then sucked it in with a gasp when I realized I didn't know where the hell I was. I looked around the dark room. I was sitting in a large, lumpy bed… Continue reading Dark Room- by: Jake