“Las calles lloran con la sangre de inocentes”, se dijo mi madre. Era una frase favorita de ella por toda mi vida. Y aun hoy, todavía no puedo olvidarlo. Especialmente con lo que pasaron el otro día. Estaba caminando a mi casa cuando en la esquina de mi ojo, vi un espectro… o al menos... Continue Reading →
Saotomé Golán is a musician with a reputation for flair. Upon his death, he leaves a tiny music box for his husband and youngest son. What happens next leaves them questioning everything they thought they knew.
The heat permeated the small studio apartment as the humid air swallowed Sharad. Under normal circumstances, sleep came to him easily. On this night however, he struggled to attain it. Sharad had a big promotion interview scheduled for the next morning and the nerves had finally sunken in. He was unsure if he was... Continue Reading →
Al, Xander, and Deonte; they had grown up together and had always been the best of friends. And just as the people of Neffin had suspected, they had grown up to be nothing but trouble. With 24 arrests between the three of them, all for misdemeanors, they had come to be regarded as the town’s... Continue Reading →