Fri, 29 May 2020
Myriam watched the bobbing light break up among the branches, then disappear, as Gord and Cal crept along the rails that led to the car.
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Fri, 22 May 2020
As they spoke the Colonel would occasionally raise his hand, then a building would suddenly be ablaze. |
Sun, 17 May 2020
Silence, deep and unyielding, descended. No bullfrogs sounded and no night birds called - even the chirp and buzz of the insects had fallen into a hushed lull. |
Fri, 8 May 2020
William had clawed his way through the brush and darkness until he could move no more, then he’d discovered that weeping silently was an exhausting business. |
Fri, 1 May 2020
While Gord would have claimed it was “an echo of the past carried by the tail of our nation’s avatar,” or some crap, Hari simply hoped he wasn’t about to require a number of rabies shots. |
Sat, 25 April 2020
If he’d awoken in the middle of the night and stumbled across the scene it might have seemed peaceful, but there was something unnerving at the lack of lit windows beyond the railroad tracks. The glass panes now seemed to stare him down, sockets without eyes. |
Sat, 25 April 2020
The rum was doing an excellent job of warming her against the chill of the lake breeze. Somewhere in the darkness, down where the lapping water worked at an embankment overrun with grasses, a bullfrog began to croon a long and low note. |
Fri, 10 April 2020
“Do you think Dad will be okay?” Ester had asked, and Monica and Haaken were quick to assure her he’d be fine, then they’d offered up a blackboard game of Tic-Tac-Toe to keep her mind from the blood they’d all witnessed on the sand. |
Sat, 4 April 2020
This is how I heard the story, and I’ve got good reason to believe it – which I’ll get to. It starts with five kids running across town – this town, Jackfish – or, at least, the town that once stood here. |
Fri, 27 March 2020
You can run through Jackfish in under ten minutes if you can keep your legs pumping, and your heart from exploding in the humid August heat. |