glimpses shared by our authors
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From then on, Dr. Thorne would show the boy, slowly becoming a man, slides. Each slide with an inkblot on it. Each slide, an aspect of the boys forgotten life. ... read more -
"What do you see when I show you those slides?" "I see a house, three boys leaning up against a car, and a butterfly, sir." Dr. Thorne exhaled impatiently, knowing ... read more -
Like he never left." The patient's eyes start drifting around the room. Dr. Thorne sits in his chair, eyes closed, listening. "The butterfly, Jonathan. Please tell me about the butterfly." ... read more -
I still remember the day she kissed me and disappeared. I still feel her lips burning their way through mine. I remember the texture of her silk skin, touching me ... read more -
Today I bought a Buddha box. It's a small, cheap, poorly constructed piece of plastic made in China. It's the size of a first-generation iPod, but the weight of a ... read more -
"You'll go home, Jonathan. Where you belong. I won't be seeing you anymore." "I know, sir. I know." The patients eyes close and his breathing begins to slow until it ... read more -
I don't think I ever should have married her. I love my kids. I likely spend too much time and energy trying to reconcile the aforementioned statements. For the second ... read more -
Getaway Greg wasn’t crazy about the idea, but he understood why she needed to return there again. Ever since her first husband disappeared from a cruise ship and was presumed ... read more -
The metal table begins moving now. The open file that was placed near the end of the table, inches closer and closer to the edge. The man's eyes roll back ... read more -
Day 5: I barely slept a wink last night, after the antibiotics wore off the super rabies spread like mad through my body. I was running a fever of like ... read more
