A knock on the door of his father’s cabin told John he wasn’t alone in the deep woods. What’s waiting on the other side will answer all his questions, whether he wants them or not… Continue reading

The night air pressed down like rain-soaked bedsheets. Old, worn shoes rubbed Anthony Barron’s sockless ankles raw as they slapped against cracked concrete. Behind him, a Holtson City cop’s flashlight jittered between houses. “Stop running, boy!” He knew better than… Continue reading