Sunken Dreams Ch 4 Pt 3

I could see the syrup as it stuck between his teeth and made strings of sticky spit between his lips. He cut an even bigger piece than what he had already hanging out of his mouth and added it to the wad on his tongue. He grabbed his orange juice and added an orange filmy layer into the blender.


Sunken Dreams Ch 4 Pt 2

He unrolled his newspaper and flipped through the pages. I don’t even know why it was rolled in the first place. It’s like he was itching for a chance to slap me with it.

Sunken Dreams Ch. 3 Pt. 9

This place wasn’t full of sunshine and a dry heat perfect for my morning runs. The air didn’t stick to me in Tuscon like it was here. South Tucson was my home. I lived with my mom; I ate TV meals instead of the traditional family dinners. My home was a single story doublewide on the edge of a trailer park.

Sunken Dreams Ch.3 Pt.5

Mom hasn’t had laughing lines like that since we’ve been on our own. Those years before Brooke was gone were the best memories I had of mom, but I could barely recall them. The entire album was full of memories I had forgotten.